Chapter 560

Chapter 560:

But after all these years, his parents never returned. Everyone had come to terms with their loss, including his grandfather, who had this gravestone made in their memory.

Though a tiny part of Andrew still clung to the hope that they might be alive, he couldn’t escape the reality he had to face. Every year, on his birthday, he made his way here to visit them.

He resented them because they left too soon, without even giving him a final glance.

Yet he still yearned for them.

Andrew shut his eyes, his whole being radiating loneliness and cold detachment.

As the rain halted abruptly, he opened his eyes. “Looks like it’s time to leave.”

Turning around, he was surprised to find a woman standing before him. “Why are you here?”

Madisyn’s heart ached as she gazed at Andrew’s solitary figure. He had always appeared so noble and composed, but she never imagined him looking so vulnerable.

“I thought you might be here, so I came,” Madisyn said gently.

She took out a carefully wrapped gift and handed it to Andrew, standing on her toes to brush a soft kiss against his cheek. “Happy birthday!”

The warmth of her breath lingered on his cheek. Andrew looked at her tender, beautiful face, feeling as if something had hit him deep inside.

Glancing down, Madisyn handed Andrew the umbrella before kneeling down and bowing her head softly.

“Rest easy. From now on, I’ll always be by your side,” Madisyn whispered.

Something unfamiliar stirred in Andrew as he lifted Madisyn to her feet and held her close.

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She felt like she could barely breathe.

“Madisyn, do you realize you’re making it impossible for me to ever let you go?” Andrew’s voice, rough and low, vibrated against her neck.

Madisyn clung to him, her voice soft. “I never planned on leaving.”

At that time, the heavy rain gradually eased.

Madisyn turned to Andrew and looked at his handsome face. “Shall we go?” She gently smiled and added, “You probably haven’t eaten yet. I’ve had dinner prepared.”

Andrew nodded with a smile.

Then, he let Madisyn pull him to the car. When they arrived home, he saw the dining table was already filled with a sumptuous dinner and red wine.

Madisyn looked at Andrew, pursed her lips, and said, “Why didn’t you tell me it was your birthday? If Dane hadn’t told me, I would’ve missed it.”

“Your friend is joining a competition today, right?” Andrew asked calmly.

Madisyn nodded. “Yes. But if you had told me it was your birthday, I could have come to you right after the competition.”

Obviously dissatisfied, she added, “Your birthday is a significant occasion, but I didn’t even know about it. It makes me feel like a failed girlfriend.”

The dissatisfied look on her face made Andrew feel warm in his heart. He smiled softly. “No, you’re far from failed. I’m sorry. I know how much you have on your plate, so I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to add to your burden. But don’t worry, I’ll make sure to remind you next time. Let’s eat?”

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