Remarriage Failed Again Today-Chapter 49: We Will Never Eat Together Again
She ran up to Ryan Linton and looked at his face.
He looked to be about seventeen, tall and lanky, with an unbelievably handsome face. But his dark, jet-black eyes seemed to hold a look of displeasure.
’It was him, it was really him!’
’The boy who had saved me from the water cistern when I was twelve!’
Ashley Grant joyfully grabbed Ryan Linton’s arm and said excitedly, "It’s you! Do you remember me? I’m Ashley. Ashley Grant."
Someone had suddenly run up, startling him. Ryan Linton gave her a brief glance and said with displeasure, "You’ve got the wrong person."
With that, he pulled his arm back.
Ashley held on, refusing to let go, and said excitedly, "It is me, Ashley! Five years ago, at Mount Giltspire in Kingsbridge, Lionne, in Albion, you saved a little girl your age from a water cistern behind the rockery. Remember? That girl was me!"
"You said you were from Celestia and were visiting with your older sister. We played together for several days, remember?"
Ryan Linton stared at the girl before him, trying to recall something from her words.
But as he tried to think, something suddenly seemed to rush into his head, and the faint memory vanished in an instant.
He gave the hopeful-looking girl a cold glance and said indifferently, "Sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Please move."
"Hey, don’t..."
Before Ashley Grant could finish, she heard a gentle voice.
"Ryan—"
She turned to see a girl with a ponytail in a wheelchair approaching them.
Ryan Linton frowned, pushed Ashley Grant aside, and went to the girl’s side. In a tone both concerned and chiding, he said, "Why did you come out by yourself?"
Kiera Keane smiled and said quietly, "I changed my clothes but couldn’t find you, so I came out to look."
Then she looked at Ashley Grant in front of them and asked with a smile, "Ryan, who is this?"
Ryan Linton shot Ashley Grant a brief glance, then started pushing Kiera Keane’s wheelchair away. "Don’t know her."
Ashley Grant watched their retreating figures, her brow furrowed deeply.
’Did I get the wrong person?’
Lost in thought, she turned and walked back.
...
It was getting late, so the two of them returned after strolling for a while.
Patrick Grant said it had been too long since the family had all been together like this, so he had Annabelle Linton and Leona Grant stay at the old family home for the next couple of days.
On the way back, Annabelle Linton stopped by the supermarket to buy some seafood, lobster, and other things.
She was planning to cook dinner herself tonight.
She was about to divorce Leona Grant, and she considered this meal her farewell to everyone.
They would never eat together like this again.
「Back at home.」
"Annabelle, why did you study medicine?"
"To make a living, I guess. It’s a dog-eat-dog world, and you can’t survive without a marketable skill. Ashley, and I’m not saying this to pick on you, but while the Grant Family has plenty of money, a skill you’ve mastered is the only thing that truly belongs to you. Life is unpredictable. In this world, the only person you can ever truly rely on is yourself. When you finally achieve something great, your future self will look back and be proud of how hard you’re working right now."
Annabelle Linton and Ashley Grant were already home, changing their shoes.
Ashley Grant asked again, "But I don’t think I was born to be a scholar. And I could never be as brilliant as you—getting a Ph.D. in medicine from abroad by the time you were twenty."
"There’s nothing you can’t achieve in this world. You have to believe in yourself."
In the living room, Leona Grant’s parents were watching TV. The old master had gone out for a stroll.







