Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 505

Chapter 505

Desmond smiled. “Why do Hove hearing all your sweet talk so much?”

He drank the spoonful. It really was sweet.

At that moment, Rebecca felt perfectly content Sweet words only sounded beautiful because of love. Without love, no matter how honeyed they were, they would only make someone want to run away.

She sat in the chair, slowly finishing the soup while Desmond tidied up her room. She had done some online shopping since returning home, and the packages had been opened but not yet put away. Everything was piled up.

He neatly organized it all for her, hanging clothes in the closet and putting things in drawers. Then he noticed a small wooden box in one of the drawers. It was cute and delicately made.

“What’s inside? Can I look?” he asked.

She looked over and saw it was the box for the stone. “Go ahead.”

Desmond opened it and saw a smooth, beautifully colored stone. Someone had carved a simple circle into it with flower petals inside.

“Did you carve this?” He turned the stone over in his hands.

It was so polished and glossy that it must have been rubbed thousands of times.

She nodded while sipping her soup. “I carved it for fun back in high school. It’s ugly. Nobody wanted it, and it ended up back with me.”

She had originally meant it as a gift for Vance, but he hadn’t wanted it back then. Somehow, it had ended up with Darren.

“Ugly? No way,” Desmond protested. “Anything made with care becomes a treasure to the person who cares about you.”

He had assumed it was for Vance, but her tone said otherwise.

“Really?” She raised an eyebrow.

That might explain why Vance had turned it down back then.

Desmond closed his palm. “Can I have it?”

She pondered. “Maybe not. I can give you something else.”

“Why not? I don’t want anything else.” He refused to let go of the stone. “I like this one. I already have all the expensive stuff.”

“It’s not that…” She gently pried the stone from his hand. “Even though I carved it, it’s also someone else’s keepsake. Giving it away doesn’t feel right.”

“A keepsake?” He blinked. “Whose? Do I know them?”

She shook her head. “You don’t. It was a high school classmate. I don’t know how it ended up with him. The next time I saw he was already gone.”

“What kind of person was he?” he pressed, a tinge of jealousy in his tone. “I’m realizing I still don’t know enough about you. I barely know any of your friends.”

“His name is Darren Horton,” she replied.

Saying the name again gave her a distant, dreamlike feeling. Her heart still ached a little. They had been classmates, after all, and he had left the world so young.

Desmond understood that this guy had loved her, maybe even more than Vance did. He couldn’t stand anyone else trying to

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Vance alone had given him enough headaches. He didn’t need another rival, even if that guy was already gone.

“Babe…” he whined, “I wish I had been born two years earlier. I wish I had grown up in Soliaridge, in the same neighborhood as you, so I could have filled every part of your youth.”

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