Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 1168

The more she thought about it, the more sorrowful she became. Tiny beads of tears formed in her big beautiful eyes and her eyelashes quivered. The pitiful look on her face would urge anyone who saw her to hug and console her.

"I'm sorry. I... I shouldn't have laughed." Elsa quickly followed Evelyn. Stuttering, she sincerely apologized, "Hmm... Evelyn... I am so sorry... You can laugh at me as well. Many people laugh at me. It's okay. Evelyn, please don't cry." The more she consoled her, the louder Evelyn's wails echoed, which made Elsa feel helpless.

In the meantime, Charlie parked the car to the side of the ride and got off. Instead of walking over to the girls, he hoisted himself up onto the hood of the car and sat down at the engine cover with his legs crossed, arms folded in a casual manner.

In the family, Evelyn was without rival an epicure and a connoisseur of food, and she associated no stigma with that epithet. Perhaps it was because no matter how much she ate, she'd never put on the weight. By some miraculous stroke of luck, she managed to stay very slim and fit, despite having such a good appetite. Evelyn was the kind of person who wouldn't be bothered by anything. She would take things as they were without giving it a second thought. When she felt happy, she would laugh; when she felt annoyed, she would turn angry. But she rarely cried. The Long Family wouldn't even allow the chance for her to cry.

Only the Long Family knew that even though Evelyn behaved like a man on the outside, she was quite vulnerable and sensitive on the inside. She was especially vulnerable when it came to the things she cared about a lot.

After some time, Elsa winked at Charlie asking for his help, but he just ignored the signal sent by Elsa, letting Evelyn cry under the tree.

Evelyn wasn't the only one who was feeling sad. In some ways, she and Charlie shared the same feelings. He wanted to comfort the crying girl, but he also respected her boundaries as a person and that was why he pretended like he didn't know what Elsa was talking about.

As he lowered his face, hair fell over his forehead, concealing his eyes. His shiny hair glimmered, dully reflecting the dim light cast by the crescent moon and streetlamp overhead. Although he had the looks of a sun-kissed Grecian sculpted by the Gods and Goddesses themselves, he exuded an air of apprehension into the hearts of those who looked to cross him.

Evelyn cried non-stop, for at least a few more minutes, while Elsa felt so awkward and embarrassed that her face turned red. Watching the girl, who always laughed in school, the home-coming queen, break down like that in front of her, was the last thing Elsa had ever imagined to see with her own eyes.

"It's not your fault," Evelyn suddenly responded.

"Huh?" Elsa was confused.