Chapter 757: Chapter 457: What Will You Do If Isla Linton Turns Back
"Uncle, you actually like Anchester a lot, don’t you."
Ivy Miller pouted and leaned closer to his side.
Henry Sullivan glanced at her: "What nonsense are you talking."
"I’m not talking nonsense, it’s all based on evidence.
You see, when you were in your troop, you almost never took me out.
But after coming back to Anchester, you’ve been taking me everywhere to look around.
Doesn’t this mean you like it here?
It’s because you like it, that you remember every little thing here so vividly."
Henry Sullivan shook his head: "I grew up here, of course, I’m familiar with it."
No matter what he said, Ivy Miller firmly believed this uncle loved the place.
Otherwise, why would he be so eager to take her to all the nice places he liked?
After reaching the destination, Ivy Miller was somewhat disappointed. It was just the riverside, what’s so special about it.
"Uncle, this is the good place you talked about."
Henry Sullivan got out of the car, leaned against the car in front, Ivy Miller also followed down, she casually hopped onto the hood to sit, Henry Sullivan said: "Isn’t this place nice?"
"What’s so nice about it, it’s an ordinary scenery, there’s plenty of places like this in Anchester.
Uncle, if you’re not in a hurry, I can take you to many places like this to relax."
Henry Sullivan smiled softly: "Seems like you really enjoy playing."
"Not liking to play would be odd, I’m still so young, should I live like an old person, working at sunrise and resting at sunset?"
Henry Sullivan sighed slightly, he initially wanted to come here for some peace and quiet.
But because of this girl, it’s hard to have peace now.
"Ivy Miller."
"Hmm?" Being suddenly named, Ivy Miller got a bit nervous, "What’s up, uncle."
"I’m leaving early tomorrow."
Ivy Miller pouted slightly, feeling a bit down: "I know."
"If there’s really an emergency while I’m away, use the business card Owen Lennon gave you to find him."
Ivy Miller looked at him: "Anything could be handled?"
"Everything except satisfying physical needs."
Ivy Miller blushed: "What do you take me for, I can’t just go around looking for someone to meet physical needs."
"I’m telling you this, that man is my good buddy, trustworthy.
Don’t let yourself be wronged, he’s a lawyer, he likes to handle everything through positive steps."
Ivy Miller nodded: "Okay."
"Try not to go to my home alone, you might get hurt, my mom is too sharp-tongued."
"Really sharp, I think you definitely take after your mom."
Henry Sullivan glared at her: "I’m talking serious matters with you."
"Could it be... I’m not being serious?" Ivy Miller crossed her arms: "Uncle, don’t you think it’s true?"
Henry Sullivan tilted his head with a smile: "Fine, let’s say I’m very sharp-tongued.
Call me for a chat to let me know you’re safe every now and then."
"Who knows when you’re free or not.
What if I call you while you’re on a mission."
"When I’m on a mission, I’ll turn off my phone, and even if I miss your call, I’ll call you back promptly."
Ivy Miller pouted and said nothing.
"Why aren’t you talking."
"Alright," she nodded reluctantly.
"Are you that reluctant?"
"Uncle, not calling you is clearly for your own good.
I’m afraid you don’t like hearing my voice, don’t like listening to my nagging.
But why do you still willingly seek out the torment."
Henry Sullivan sighed deeply: "Being alone for a long time, one can feel lonely occasionally.
Having someone nagging in my ear might not be such a bad thing."
Ivy Miller looked at him, thinking of Isla Linton, her heart felt stifled again.
Her sudden silence made Henry Sullivan feel uneasy, he asked: "What’s wrong, why aren’t you talking again."
"Uncle, if... I’m just saying if, if Isla Linton left you and married someone else for some unavoidable reason.
If she wants to come back now, what would you do?"
"There wouldn’t be such an if."
"Come on, don’t be so uptight, this is just a hypothetical scenario.
In life, anything can happen."
"I haven’t thought about it."
Ivy Miller mischievously grinned: "How about thinking about it from now on."
Henry Sullivan looked at her, "How did you come up with such a pointless question."
"We’re just sitting here with nothing to do anyways, just chatting.
Answer from your heart, I won’t mind."
Henry Sullivan pondered for a long time, just when Ivy Miller thought he wouldn’t respond, he spoke calmly.
"Isla is already married, even if she wants to come back, her husband wouldn’t agree.
And I’m also married, even if I want to go back, I wouldn’t let you down.
So... Isla and I are no longer people from the same world.
We’re destined not to be together in this lifetime."
Ivy Miller felt that what he said was actually quite aggrieved, as if she was the one blocking his happiness.
"Uncle, you know, if I had known earlier that there was such an unerasable past in your heart, I wouldn’t have agreed to marry you.
I... hmm, how should I put it, I really don’t think there’s any need for me to be someone else’s backup.
Perhaps we rushed into our marriage a bit.
So I can promise you, if the day comes when the person you love returns and decides to come back, and you haven’t fallen in love with me by then, I absolutely won’t cling to you.
I will quietly and peacefully exit your life and help you achieve your happiness."
This was the first time since he met Ivy Miller that she spoke so seriously.
It was really somewhat unbelievable.
"Would you really wrong yourself like that?"
"No, I wouldn’t," Ivy Miller shook her head: "Uncle, I’m younger than you, it’s easier for me to start over.
You and Isla aren’t young anymore, you need stable and long-lasting love more than I do.
So, if my departure can help you achieve happiness.
I think I would be willing to leave, after all, I’m not someone without shame.
I can’t bring myself to do the pestering endlessly thing."
Henry Sullivan chuckled: "I thought you were the clingy type who wouldn’t leave even if I chased you away, seems I overestimated you."
"What do you mean," This man, couldn’t he be touched at all by her heartfelt words.
She almost moved herself with those words, you know.
"I’m telling you seriously, uncle, can’t you be a little serious.
This is a promise to you, allowing you... hmm, a promise to let you seek happiness."
Henry Sullivan crossed his arms and gave her a sideways glance: "I don’t need this kind of promise, and also, don’t say such things so casually in the future."
Casually... she was serious about it.