Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 547

Chapter 547

“You can still scold me. That means you’re doing better,” Vance said playfully,

Rebecca raised an eyebrow.

Ever since their divorce, this man had become oddly annoying.

Back when she had held him up like he was the center of her universe and spoiled hita endlessly, he had never taken her feelings seriously. Now he was acting in ways she couldn’t quite understand.

“It was you who blew on the leaves those nights, right?” she asked.

“Well…” He hesitated for a second, then lowered his head. “Yeah.”

He waited for her to scold him, but she stayed silent.

He looked up, uncertain. “What’s wrong?”

“It sounded awful,” she said. “You guys were blowing like that back in high school. Don’t you have any self–awareness?”

“Well…” he chuckled, “apparently not.”

“Don’t tell me you thought you were musical geniuses,” she said, genuinely puzzled by their confidence

“We… were pretty proud of ourselves,” he admitted with a sheepish grin. “Being able to play a tune on a leaf? That’s cool, right? We even used to compete to see who could blow the loudest.”

No wonder the sound had drowned out her music.

“Rebecca,” he continued, leaning back in his chair just like she was, “I don’t know if it’s because I’m getting older, but lately, I’ve been missing our younger days more and more.

“Don’t think I didn’t notice. You never talked much; you just stood quietly by our pile of clothes and backpacks, watching the games. I remember one time a clumsy guy almost stepped on our stuff. You protected the pile like a mother hen and told him to be careful.”

“You’re not even 30 yet, and you’re already talking about getting old,” she snorted. “Good thing Josette and Kaitlyn aren’t here, or they’d scold you.”

She sat back down. “What’s the point of that?”

“I don’t know. Maybe there isn’t one.” He shook his head. “Sometimes when you reach a certain point and have nothing left to chase, you just follow your heart.”

She frowned. “Stop talking like you’re on your deathbed.”

He looked up at the moon. “I’ve never seen stars and moonlight more beautiful than that night.”

Her heart skipped a beat, but she snorted. “You’re imagining things. When the moon is that bright, the stars aren’t visible.” His gaze grew distant. “In my heart, they were

She didn’t know what to say.

“Do you want to come with me?” he asked suddenly. “You haven’t started school yet anyway. Why don’t we go together and see all the places Darren visited?”