Chapter 461

Cecilia spoke, a faint smile gracing her lips—a smile as fleeting as a blooming flower. She stepped away from Alston, smoothing her hair as she turned to leave. Alston remained standing in place, surrounded by thick rose bushes. The hem of Cecilia's black dress lifted slightly in the warm breeze, just within his reach. He extended his hand, but it never managed to catch her. Though his chest didn't ache, there was a heavy, oppressive feeling as he stared in the direction Cecilia had gone. He muttered to himself, “One day, you'll see that your kindness wasn't in vain.” Alston wanted to chase after her, to ask if, during their three years of marriage, she had ever felt the same way. Had she decided to divorce him because she no longer wanted to hold on or try again? His chest grew tighter with each thought. Was it not that she couldn’t warm his cold heart, but that she felt he wasn’t worth her effort anymore? As he watched Cecilia walk away, the answer seemed obvious. But suddenly, he wa