Chapter 397: Loss and Hope

Yvonne was taken aback by Jeremy’s question. He had asked something similar the first time she returned. She nodded lightly, taking a deep breath, “Yes, I’ve let it all go. Bridges are bridges, roads are roads.” Her tone was firm yet calm, exuding a sense of composure and relief. During her days in Damascus, she witnessed civilizations being destroyed, mountains and rivers shattered. In that context, emotions and love seemed insignificant to her. She realized that the weight of emotions in life was, in reality, so light. Stepping away from marriage and romance, she discovered that her small efforts could change a person’s destiny. Meanwhile, at the Taylor family estate, Benson was busy bathing his son and preparing to tell him a bedtime story. He sat by the bed, holding a storybook, and softly began, “Today, I saw Mommy.” His voice was gentle and affectionate, eyes filled with deep love for his son. Little Sonny tilted his head upon hearing this, his big eyes looking at his f