Chapter 145: Eternal Memories

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Grandma always saved the big pomegranates for Serenity. And Serenity was unlike other children – she would chew the seeds and flesh together instead of spitting out the seeds like others.

Once, she ate too much and her stomach hurt badly. So she ran into John’s arms and cried loudly. ‘Am I going to die?”

John was only twelve years old then so when he heard ‘die’, he turned flustered.

To him, the only association with death is that he would never be able to see her again. Panicking, he carried her on his back, about to run to the clinic.

Grandma heard her crying too and walked into the room. After understanding the situation, her loose hand touched Serenity’s stomach.

“It’s fine. She just ate too many pomegranate seeds and can’t digest them.”

On rainy days, it was not easy to walk on the road in Willow Town but Serenity liked jumping over potholes and walking across the bluestone bridge.

John would carry her schoolbag and shout after her from behind, “Slow down. Be careful not to fall.”

Serenity had always felt that he was too naggy. “John, you’re so annoying.”

John was two years older than her so her grandma had told her to call him Brother or Brother John, but she always liked to call him John.

At that time, John was not a Grant. He took his mother’s surname, Hess. When he returned to the Grant family at the age of fifteen, he entered the family tree and changed his surname.

She didn’t know how long she had slept for but by the time she slowly opened her eyes, the water was already a little cold. She recalled her dream and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Those wonderful times in Willow Town were probably the happiest times of her life.

But now, all she could do with them was to bury them at the bottom of her heart and turn them into an eternal memory.

She got out of the bathtub and wiped the water off her body. Then, she took the bathrobe beside her and put it on. Using the wall as a support, she slowly limped out. But she was careless and slipped, knocking over the bottles of shower gel.

The bathroom door was suddenly pushed open. She looked up and saw John standing at the bathroom door with a slightly panicked expression. Seeing that she was fine, he heaved a sigh of relief.

She had just taken a shower so her wet hair hung on her shoulders while her cheeks were still rosy from the heat of the bath. The collar of her bathrobe was slightly open, revealing her fair and exquisite collarbone. The robe did not reach her knees, revealing her slender calves.

She was looking quite disheveled so she could not help but feel a little embarrassed. “I just bumped into something. I’m fine.”

John composed himself, carried her out of the bathroom, and placed her on the sofa. He went back to the bathroom to get the hairdryer and plugged it into the socket beside him, about to dry her hair.

But he was not in a position to do so now. If others saw them, they would misunderstand. Moreover, this was the Rivers family.

She took the hairdryer from him and said, “I’ll do it myself.”

As she dried her hair, he stood by the window and smoked. She realized that he had become addicted to smoking. Then, she noticed her bag on the table from the corner of her eye. It was the bag that she had forgotten in Gabriel’s car. There was also the medicine and disinfectant prescribed by the doctor.

John saw the surprise in her eyes and said, “It was sent by Gabriel’s assistant.”

Her hair was only half-dried but she had already put away the hairdryer.

They were in a relatively precarious situation. She was only wearing a bathrobe and the two were alone in the room together. With Selena and Helena Turner downstairs, Serenity felt increasingly anxious.

“It’s getting late. Aren’t you and Sis going back tonight?”historical

Perhaps it was because they were too familiar with each other, or perhaps Serenity was just too obvious, but John could easily guess what she was thinking with just one look. Moreover, at this moment, her clear black and white eyes were looking a little helpless.

“I’ve already applied for a week’s leave for you from President Jones,” said he calmly. “Rest well for the next two days and don’t get out of bed.”

With that, he walked out of the door. The soft close after he was gone resonated with the rapid beating of her heart..