Chapter 159 Prayers at the St. George Temple

Yvonne tilted her head towards Benson, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. She asked softly, “Do you really want to pray for a child?” Her voice carried a mix of curiosity and concern, as if waiting for his further explanation. Benson looked at her, his gaze sincere and gentle, “Honestly, I kind of do.” It was their first time discussing the future so candidly, like a real married couple exploring each other’s wishes and plans. Their shadows stretched under the streetlights, forming a silhouette of two people relying on each other. Yvonne looked down at their shadows, her mind racing. She recalled the scene at the old house, her voice low and gentle, “Last time at the old house, I thought... having a child would be nice.” Her eyes reflected a complex emotion, a mix of expectation and hesitation. Sensing her emotional shift, Benson gently reached out and held her hand. His voice was warm and reassuring, “What happened last time won’t happen again. I will take good care of you.”