In the meantime, Jane gazed at the lanterns in the sky and turned around, wanting to ask Genevieve if she would like to release theirs. However, the latter was nowhere near her.
Jane was about to call Genevieve when a call came in.
She answered it without hesitation. “Hello?”
“Where are you?”
“I'm at Primrose River with Genevi—”
“I know. Is there a church near your location?” Cooper was breathing heavily through the phone as if he was walking fast.
Jane was stunned. “No. We're on the other side of the church. There are many cafes here.”
She lifted her head and glanced at the other side of the river. Thanks to the light from the sky lanterns, she spotted a tall, sturdy man passing through the crowd while talking on the phone.
It did not take long for the man to spot her, and they met each other's gazes.
Cooper did not stop in his tracks. Instead, he hung up and pointed to the small bridge in front of him that allowed visitors to cross to the other side.
Jane nodded in understanding and passed through the crowd, running toward the bridge, just like Cooper.
There were many visitors on the bridge who were releasing their lanterns as well.
Jane walked up the bridge, panting. When she saw Cooper on the other end, she paused briefly and ran toward him without hesitation.
As Cooper watched Jane dashing toward him, he suddenly recalled a statement. “I don't remember when I started falling for her. As long as I hear her laughter, I'll instinctively look at her. I'll be happy on days when I get to talk to her, and life will feel meaningless when I don't get to do so. I'd be bothered if she's on close terms with someone else. And when we're alone, I hope we can be like that forever. By the time I realized this, she's already become the most special person on earth.”
He stood there resignedly with his arms wide open. As soon as Jane leaped toward him, he held her tight.
Cooper sighed and said softly, “Jane, I'm not a good person. You know my past. Everything I have belongs to Genev. I have nothing. If Genev is in danger, I'll die on her behalf without thinking twice. Do you understand?”
“I understand, but I don't mind that. I just hope I can be with you.” Jane hugged him tightly.
His eyes flickered for a moment, and he asked, “Ms. Rachford, whose name were you shouting just now?”
“Oh, it's no one. You just looked like someone I knew from the back,” Genevieve said absentmindedly. She had no idea why she suddenly thought of Armand.
I don't even love him anymore.
Bruce's eyes lit up with a smile when he heard that. “Really? Who do you think is more handsome, then? Him or me?”
He knew Genevieve no longer had strong feelings for the other person, but the fact that she called his name earlier showed that she still remembered him.
Studying his handsome face, Genevieve gave an honest answer. “Of course, you're more handsome. You're a celebrity. Naturally, you look better. However...”
She paused before adding, “He has many things that you don't.”
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