Chapter 191 A Mother’s Memory
Chapter 191 A Mother’s Memory
Margaret asked, “So, what would you like to eat?”
Ethan replied, “I’m easy-anything’s fine.”
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But Jasmine chimed in, “His stomach isn’t the strongest. Let’s skip anything overly rich or spicy. Keep t light and simple-maybe some comfort-style plates.”
“And for dessert,” she added, “let’s go with spiced apple oat cake. It’s gentle on the stomach
Margaret let out a warm laugh.
“You know, dear, you’re actually better at making that than I am.”
Jasmine smiled. “Then I’ll handle it.”
A flicker of hesitation passed through Ethan’s eyes.
“Don’t go through the trouble. Really, simple is perfectly fine.”
Jasmine insisted softly, “Please, let me do this. It’s the least I can do to thank you for everything you’ve helped me with these past few days.”
Just as they were talking, the bedroom door swung open.
Anna-the one who usually kept to herself indoors, hardly ever stepping out on her own-walked quietly into the living room.
Startled, Margaret hurried over and gently took her arm.
“Ma’am, what brings you out? Are you still hungry? I can fix you another bowl if you’d like.”
Anna didn’t answer. She walked steadily toward Ethan and sat beside him.
Then she turned, reached out, and softly touched his cheek.
Jasmine rose quickly, about to gently pull Anna’s hand away.
“Mom, that’s not really…
But Ethan remained perfectly calm.
“It’s alright.”
Anna brushed his cheek a few times before suddenly murmuring a name, “Gordon.”
Jasmine froze.
Somehow, she sensed that name was tied to her own story.
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“Mom… who are you talking to?”
Without warning, Anna wrapped her arms around Ethan.
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“Gordon… why did it take you so long to come back? Our… our daughter was born. She was so beautiful, but…”
Her voice broke. “But I lost her. Gordon, you must hate me so much…”
Jasmine stood motionless.
Ethan, too, was momentarily stunned.
In an instant, they both understood exactly who “Gordon Fairfax” was.
A deep ache spread through Jasmine’s chest, and her eyes welled up.
So her birth father’s name was Gordon.
Gordon…
Margaret wiped a tear from her own cheek.
“This isn’t who you think. This is Mr. Brooks-a good friend of Jasmine’s.”
Anna stared vacantly at Ethan, her gaze distant.
Ethan took her hand gently. “Anna, I’m Ethan.”
The faint light in Anna’s eyes slowly faded.
She began mumbling things they couldn’t quite make out, words slipping into incoherence.
Margaret carefully guided Anna back to her room.
Jasmine remained lost in thought for a long while.
Without a word, Ethan started clearing the dishes from the table.
When Jasmine finally snapped out of her daze, she found him already at the kitchen sink, washing up.
She hurried over.
“Let me do that-I can’t have you cleaning up.”
Ethan smiled lightly.
“I’ve got it. My hands are already wet.”
Jasmine leaned back against the doorframe, her voice softer now.
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“Ethan.”
“Yeah?”
“So… my last name is Fairfax.”
“Yeah.”
“What do you think my father did for a living?”
Ethan thought for a moment.
“I imagine he wasn’t an ordinary man.”
“How can you tell?”
“Any man who raised a daughter with a photographic memory and so much strength… couldn’t have been just anyone.”
Jasmine couldn’t help but chuckle.
“I didn’t know you were so good with compliments.”
“Just stating the obvious.”
But soon her smile faded again.
“Do you think… he’s still alive?”
Ethan stopped what he was doing and turned toward her.
“I do.”
Something in his certainty seemed to comfort her.
“You really believe that?”
He went back to washing the dishes.
“Call it a feeling.”
Jasmine sighed quietly.
“Then why didn’t he ever come back after Mom carried me for nine months and gave birth? Could it be like what Eleanor said-”
“No.”
Ethan dried his hands and walked over to where she stood.
Jasmine’s eyes drifted to his forearm.
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His sleeves were rolled halfway up, revealing toned, defined muscles-strong, almost strikingly so.
His voice was gentle but carried a steadying warmth, the kind that could settle her no matter how uneasy she felt
“I think your father probably had something important keeping him away-something he couldn’t walk away from. Maybe he wanted nothing more than to come back to his family, but just couldn’t make it happen.”
Jasmine looked up, met his eyes, and offered a faint smile.
“You’re really good at this. At comforting people, I mean.”
Ethan’s lips curved slightly. “Zack always says I’m not much with words.”
“You and Zack seem really close.”
They seemed like boss and employee on the surface, but there was a brotherly bond underneath.
“Zack almost died once, saving me,” Ethan said quietly. “You could say he gave me a second life.”
Jasmine was taken aback.
“Really?”
“Yeah. He’s got a long scar on his back from that day.”
“No wonder you treat him like a brother.”
Ethan’s gaze was warm, like it held all the good, steady things in the world.
“Have I ever told you about my family? The Brooks family?”
Jasmine didn’t quite follow the shift.
“Why bring that up now-”
Then she caught herself and gave him a playful, knowing look.
“Wait, if I know too much, does that put me in danger? Isn’t it safer to know less?”
Ethan returned a fond, almost tender smile.
“I’ll keep you safe.”
Jasmine laughed softly.
“With you saying that, I feel safe enough to hear it.”
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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