The Amazing son in law Chapter 6890
This continuation feels akin to a rocket soaring into the vastness of space. There’s no need for concern; it will maintain a steady speed, unaffected by turns or deceleration. Its stability is comparable to the flatline of a deceased individual’s ECG.
In this moment, Charlie Wade experienced a flicker of fear.
He dreaded the thought of failing to overcome Sara, ultimately leading to his demise and severing his family’s lineage. How could he confront the spirits of his parents in the afterlife?
This notion prompted him to glance back at Claire, who lay peacefully asleep beside him. He spoke softly, “Wife, what do you think about… having a child?”
Charlie Wade barely expected Claire to hear him, but to his surprise, she murmured sleepily, “Husband… I’ve been so busy lately… maybe we should wait two years before having a baby…”
Startled by her response, Charlie Wade realized she was likely talking in her sleep. In dreams, the line between reality and fantasy often blurs. If someone dreams about a specific person and that person speaks to them, they might unwittingly respond within the dream.
Charlie Wade guessed that Claire was dreaming of him at that moment, but he couldn’t determine if her reply was genuine or just a reflex. However, he chose not to probe further. Instead, he looked at her tenderly and said, “That’s alright; I have plenty to keep me busy. Take your time to think it over.”
Claire seemed to register his words, giggling softly as she murmured playfully, “Thank you, husband, for being so understanding. You’re the best…”
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Meanwhile, in a serene Buddhist temple on Putuo Mountain,
a woman of remarkable grace sat quietly in the yard, gazing up at the starry sky.
On this evening, the temperature had plummeted sharply, and the brisk northern wind had cleared the clouds away, revealing a breathtaking expanse of stars.
This woman was Lydia (Ava), Charlie’s mother.
Although Putuo Mountain is situated further south, the damp chill was particularly biting. Yet Lydia (Ava) wore only a light robe, hugging her arms against the cold as she admired the celestial display above.
Sister Sun emerged from the left wing, holding a coat, and draped it over Lydia (Ava)’s shoulders, saying, “Madam, it’s late; you should get some rest.”
Lydia (Ava) blinked back tears that shimmered in her eyes.
She refrained from letting the tears fall and smiled instead, saying, “Sister Sun, my father-in-law met my parents today, and Charlie was there too. I believe they have reconciled.”
Sister Sun nodded, her expression a mix of respect and concern. “Madam, your father harbored resentment towards your father-in-law for many years. It’s a relief that they’ve finally reached an understanding. If they knew you were alive, it would surely bring them joy.”
Lydia (Ava) shook her head with a sigh, murmuring softly, “It’s not the same. My parents would be overjoyed, but my father-in-law might feel even more isolated. Bruce will never return, and he had my parents—two people who shared similar fates. If I were to return, he would be left all alone. That’s a heavy burden for an elderly man nearing 80…”