The only thing Trenton could do now was to accompany Debbie as much as possible at the end of his life, take her to places she liked, enjoy the food she always did - to make up for her, even just a little.
Having been married to Trenton Gardner for almost thirty years, Debbie knew him well from the inside out.
When she saw Trenton’s expression at the moment, she knew what was on his mind.
However, because Debbie knew Trenton well, she felt even sadder - her tears flowed directly, “Trent, you are not going to die, okay? Please don’t say that. We will have a matching kidney soon, please don’t give up!”
Debbie held Trenton’s hand tightly and didn’t want to let go.
She was afraid that as soon as she let go, the man would be gone.
Of course Trenton had read her fear. He patted her on the back again, “You and I both are aware how low the chances are when it comes to finding me a matching kidney, baby.”
“No!” Debbie couldn’t take it anymore. She hugged Trenton directly, buried her head on his shoulder, and couldn’t stop crying.
But Trenton smiled gently and patted her on the back, “There, there. Don’t cry, baby. People are watching. Please don’t cry, my love.”
And of course, Debbie knew it was a bit embarrassing bursting into tears in public like this and to be looked at.
Debbie lifted her head from Trenton’s shoulders, took out her handkerchief from the pocket, wiped her eyes lightly. She stopped crying and smiled - getting back to the wealthy elegant lady before all these had happened, as if the person who were just crying like a baby wasn’t her.
“Alright, babe. Let’s not dwell on this, okay? Think about something pleasant. We are here for the herbal cakes, come on.”
Debbie suppressed the sadness in her heart and agreed. She then took Trenton’s arm and walked forward.
The two came to the ordering counter.
Trenton coughed twice and said, “We would like a piece of herbal cake, please.”
The clerk looked up at him and said apologetically, “We’re sorry, sir. The last portion was bought by the lady over there.”
She was pointing the lady who was sitting in front, with her back against the couple - Amber Reed.
Amber seemed to have felt someone pointing at her. She put down the water glass and turned her head.
Seeing the Gardners, she was stunned.
So were the Gardners.
“It’s you?”
“It’s you?”
The three of them said it out loud at the same time.
The clerk looked at Amber and then at the Gardner couple, only to realize that they knew each other.
Now that the three of them knew each other, the clerk would just give them space.
“Why are you here?” Debbie asked with a gloomy face, holding Trenton’s arm tightly.
Trenton didn’t say a word, but the way he looked at Amber was gloomy and cold.
Amber looked at these two people who had a terrible attitude toward her, and stood up with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, “This is not the territory of the Gardner family, why can’t I be here? Why would Mrs. Gardner ask such a stupid question?”
“You...” Debbie’s face flushed with anger.
Trenton put his hand in front of her, motioning her to calm down, then he faced Amber himself.
He still didn’t speak though, just staring at Amber this whole time.
Looking at Amber’s face, Trenton was lost in his thoughts for some reason.
Seriously, they really looked alike!
Amber looked like her mother in both profile and overall facial contour.
Trenton had noticed it before, but he didn’t take it to heart, neither did he care too much.
So later, he gradually forgot that how much Amber looked like her mother.
It wasn’t until the last time Trenton saw Amber’s press conference that he suddenly realized that Amber might actually be Makayla, whether it was the time when she was adopted or the similarities she had to her mother.
But in fact, she was not.
He wasn’t sure whether to feel regretful or happy about this.
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