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Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts novel Chapter 392

Up on the Rooftop.

The two brothers, hammer in hand, swiftly demolished the wall that had been blocking the door. Erica, hearing the commotion, came up to see what was going on. She couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, saying with a hint of resignation, "You two are over thirty, yet you're still such a handful. Even going as far as tearing down walls in the house."

"With nowhere else to play, we've got no choice but to come here." Ethan replied seriously.

Erica was both amused and annoyed. She was about to head downstairs when she noticed the drinks in their hands. She warned Ethan, "Ethan, go easy on the booze, or Izzy won't let you in the bedroom. And don't expect us to bail you out."

Ethan nodded. "Got it, Mom. I'll be careful."

Erica gave Beasley a few more words of advice before humming a tune and heading downstairs, her mood seemingly lifted.

"You're really under your wife's thumb now, huh?" Beasley looked at Ethan with a hint of displeasure, a sarcastic smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Ethan didn't take offense. "Beasley, having a wife who cares about you is a blessing. It's something many people envy."

Beasley looked at his brother. He knew that Ethan had been hit hard by the news of Leila Caldwell's death. But seeing his twin children and his happy marriage today, he genuinely felt happy for him.

"Good for you." Beasley smiled.

The two entered the rooftop, an open space where they often drank after reaching adulthood. After Beasley's 'death,' Ethan hadn't been up here again and had even ordered the place sealed off. Due to the long period of disuse, the rooftop was covered in a layer of dust. But the brothers were in high spirits and didn't mind, finding an open spot to sit down.

"Bro, it's been ages since we last came here, hasn't it?" Ethan said, feeling a sense of nostalgia.

Images of the past flashed before Beasley's eyes. "After you got a girlfriend, you were ditching our drinking sessions. You'd make some excuse and take off, always breaking our plans."

"Oh, come on, it wasn't that bad. Whenever I left, it was because of work," Ethan defended, not recalling a time he stood Beasley up without a good reason.

"Spare me the excuses. None of those things were that urgent. It's just that the person calling you was the one you liked. You couldn't bear to let her work overtime alone," Beasley retorted, giving Ethan a playful slap on the chest.

Ethan laughed, feeling a sense of surrealism. He never thought that he would be able to drink with Beasley again.

"Cheers to your victorious return," Beasley said, raising his glass.

The brothers clinked glasses and downed their drinks.

Beasley was indeed the quiet type, mostly responding to Ethan's questions.

"By the way, bro, didn't you meet any women you liked during your time undercover?" Ethan asked.

"When did you become such a gossip, just like Mom?"

Seeing Beasley's resolve, Ethan didn't press further. "Alright, as your brother, all I can do is continue to support you."

"Right, and you don't need to worry about me. I'm fine."

"So, do you have any plans for what's next?" This was what Ethan was most concerned about.

"I haven't received any specific instructions yet, but I probably won't stay in A City. The storm hasn't passed yet, and as a 'dead man,' I can't just resurface. It would cause trouble for me and family. The higher-ups will probably arrange for me to lay low until things settle down."

"Mom is going to be heartbroken again. You just got back, and now you can't stay by her side," Ethan said worriedly.

"I know, but this is the best decision for everyone. Once everything is over, things will get better."

The two brothers had a good chinwag about their childhood memories. Suddenly, Ethan recalled how Beasley used to look at Ines, so he couldn't resist blurting out, "Bro, do you have some kind of beef with Ines or something?"

"Beef?" Beasley echoed.

"I mean, when you first saw her, you were giving her some kind of hairy eyeball. That car crash wasn't because Ines purposely tried to hit Emma, you know. Ines is a top-notch driver, she was just trying to rattle some cages, but who would've thought that Emma's mom would tamper with the car leading to that mess." Ethan had been mulling over this for a while, and that was the only explanation he could come up with.

Beasley chuckled. "You're overthinking it, mate. I knew from the get-go that the car had been messed around with. I'm a former special forces guy, how could I possibly miss those glaring clues at the scene? I didn't get the wrong end of the stick about her."

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