Chapter 626 A Solitary Life
Zachary nodded.
“The patient I performed surgery on that day… was Damien’s sister.”
Zachary nodded again. “Was that how you got involved with him again?”
“I wouldn’t exactly describe it as getting involved.” Cherise sighed lightly. “But it does seem like he wants to reconcile with me.”
She continued narrating her recent encounters with Damien to Zachary. Naturally, she omitted the part about a certain… incident with Damien that had transpired in the hospital staff dormitory…
“It appears he still harbors feelings for you.” Zachary looked at sunset on the horizon before turning to look at Soren, playing with the remote-controlled toy helicopter on the grass before him. “Sometimes I find myself envying Damien.”
“The person he loves also reciprocates his feelings. He has a family and a woman who loves him wholeheartedly.”
His dark eyes were as clear as ever, but there was a hint of anguish that Cherise couldn’t quite explain or comprehend.
Upon looking at his side profile, she felt an odd sense of guilt. “You’ll find someone like that eventually.”
“Me?” After a moment, Zachary turned to look at her and chuckled at himself. “You don’t
need to console me.”
“As for me…” He glanced at Cherise indifferently, a flicker of exasperation in his eyes. “I’m afraid I’ll live a solitary life.”
Serafina blinked as she was eating strawberries at the side. “Mommy, what does that mean?”
Cherise was taken aback and was unsure how to explain it to the little girl. But Zachary reached out and gently tousled the child’s hair. “Living a solitary life… means that nobody likes Uncle Zach.”
“How can that be?” Serafina’s eyes instantly widened in surprise. “You’re so kind, Uncle Zach. Many people like you! I really like you, Uncle Zach!”
Zachary was amused by the little girl’s innocent response. “How much do you like me?”
“I really like you! I like you a lot!”
“Do you like me more than strawberries?”
The little girl pursed her lips, pondering for a moment. “I like you as much as I like eating strawberries!”
“Greedy girl.” The man shook his head, “You’ve inherited your mom’s love of food. How about this? I’ll visit your house tomorrow and bring you lots of strawberries, okay?”
“Okay!” The little girl extended her hand to the man. “Pinky promise!”
“Alright!”
Cherise watched Zachary patiently coaxing the little girl as they sat on the bench and felt a warmth in her heart.
When she closed her eyes, she could still recall the promise Zachary had made at her mother’s hospital bed. “Don’t worry, Aunt Charisa. I’ll take care of Cherise and her baby. I’ll stay
with them until she finds true love again.”
At the time, Charisa had held Zachary’s hand with a pained expression. “Zachary, I don’t want you to treat Cherise as your younger sister…”
“Aunt Charisa, I understand, but… let’s not force anything on her, alright?”
That day, Cherise stood outside the door and heard Zachary repeatedly persuade Charisa not to pressure or stress her…
She was very moved but also felt distressed for him. She was so saddened that… she almost burst in impulsively to tell him to consider his own needs instead.
She would feel less guilty if he acted like a jerk and tried to control her by restricting her freedom.
