President Williams Woos His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 60

His voice was so soft that even the hazy sunlight became gentle.

Beth was choked with sobs, and she didn't understand his hint.

In the future, she would laugh herself at today's stupidity.

Beth wiped her tears while crying. She couldn't hold her tears.

Mark said, “Don't cry. Tomorrow will be better, and Aaron will see everything good in you in the future.”

See everything good in her?

Beth was stunned for a while, then she smiled bitterly. “No, I don't need it.”

Mark frowned. “Why?”

“He has divorced me, and my being alive or dead has nothing to do with him.” When Beth said this, her heart was still aching.

Aaron.

He was no longer the little boy she met.

Even if she fell from the cherry tree and died, he wouldn't reach out and catch her.

Mark didn't speak, and his eyes flashed.

“Go to the table and sit down. The food will be ready soon.”

Beth nodded gratefully. She turned around and walked into the vast sunlight.

She didn't notice that Mark had been watching her back. There was a lot of emotion in his eyes

‘Hopefully, she really liked Aaron.’

‘Otherwise, what she is going through now is ridiculous.’

Beth sat at the table without thinking about anything, and her tears seemed to dry out. She was like a haggard figure, sitting dull.

Only when Marks talked to her, her eyes would fluctuate.

Mark put the hot porridge on the table and pushed it to her.

“You don't have any vegetables at home. I am worried that you can't eat plain porridge so I added some sugar for you.”

“With some sugar, it will taste better. I used to eat this way when I was a child.”

Mark handed her the spoon while saying that.

Beth's eyes were red again, and she looked at him in surprise. “Adding sugar?”

“Yeah.” Mark smiled and spoke gently.

“Don't you like sugar? I think that eating a little sugar during the saddest time can make it not so painful.”

Beth murmured, “If there is sugar, will it really not be bitter?”

‘But Aaron didn't even give me any sugar.’

‘I don’t have any sugar.’

“Have a try.” He raised his eyes and encouraged her.

Beth grinned. She took the spoon and gently stirred the porridge in front of her.

The fine white sugar was stirred until it melted, and she seemed to smell the sweet aroma.

She ate a spoonful of porridge.

The sweetness spreads between bitter lips and teeth, and that little sweetness had reached her heart.

It seemed that even the trauma in her heart had been healed.

Beth ate the bowl of porridge, leaving no mouthful left.

Mark smiled and he watched her.

After that, Beth felt that she was really not so hungry.

After finishing the porridge, Beth's cell phone rang abruptly.

She immediately got up excitedly to take the phone. The person who called her at this time must have known the whereabouts of Jacky.

She couldn't wait to answer the phone.

“Beth, come to the funeral home.”