Chapter 142 She Is the Kite Flyer
Starry and Wyatt were pictured in the Fairy Lake by a photography amateur.
The amateur posted his own works on the social media and had more than 200, 000 followers.
The picture of Starry and Wyatt walking to the gazebo holding an umbrella soon received a lot of likes after it had been posted.
The distant feature of Starry gazing dreamily at the lake also got many views. And when they left, he had taken a feature for each of them.
There were more than ten pictures of them. Two hours after the posting, the photographer’s social media account was exposed to the limelight.
Many people made up one story after another based on Starry’s profile and the way Wyatt looked at her. Those pictures were widely spread and seen by Izabella in only one day.
And many people recognized the protagonists of the pictures, who were Starry and Wyatt.
Ever since the case of Lucia vilifying Starry had been closed, the last time Starry had been involved in the upper-class circle of Araria City was when Filip had driven her to the Pearson residence for an entire week. After that, Starry had disappeared, and no one in that circle had heard about her again.
One and half a month later, she resurfaced in that circle again because of her viral pictures with Wyatt.
There had been guesses about Starry’s remarriage with Filip based on her frequent visit to the Pearson residence.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.
But there had been no contact between the two since then, and Starry hadn’t disappeared in that circle, so they were soon disproved.
Now that Starry were pictured with Wyatt in an unknown small city, she was thought to be dating Wyatt.
The two had cooperated not long after the divorce after all.
Izabella learned the whole thing from a friend, and when she saw the picture, she couldn’t help but think, “Good for you, Starry, making a scenery out of an umbrella in rain.”
And when she saw Wyatt in the picture, she shared the same thoughts with most of the viewers.
Over the past two months, both Edward and Hamish had been looking for Starry.
But she only replied to some of their messages or just ignore them all together, so neither of them knew where she was.
Now that Starry and Wyatt’s pictures had gone viral, they surely knew where.
Sebastian called her, but she didn’t answer it.
She didn’t know since when had Edward started to have feelings for her, but whether those feelings were just an illusion or reality, she wouldn’t give any response to him.
He was Sebastian’s brother, so she couldn’t cut him off her life completely and the only thing she could do was to give him enough time to calm down before they went back to the start or just let it be.
Edward called her three times in a row, but Starry didn’t answer once.
At last, he saw what Starry meant and stopped calling.
Catherine came in seeing Edward sitting in a chair, hanging his head with his phone in his hand, and signed.
Although neither Starry nor Edward said what had happened between them, but Catherine could guess it based on the fact that Starry had stopped inquiring about him lately.
She bit her lip and stand behind him for a while. “Here are the questions of the interview this afternoon. Take a look.”
“Catherine!”
Edward grabbed his own hair and looked up. “Starry won’t answer my phone call. Would you call her and ask her where she is now?”
He hadn’t heard from her for nearly three months and she had never replied to his messages since his confession.
Catherine signed and said, “Edward, you have known her for all these years, so you should have known that it doesn’t help to agonize her if she refuses to answer your call.”
Edward buried his face into his hands. “I just want to know how she is doing.”
Also he missed her a little.
“I spoke to her in new year. She’s doing great. There’s no need to worry. I don’t want to comment on your feelings for her, but if you don’t want to lose the sister–”
Catherine paused as she said that. “Edward, I think you’d better conceal your feelings.”
Edward said nothing, gazing at the ceiling floor overhead and the memory of the past ten years started flashing back.
He had just gone to junior high when his big brother died. He was collapsing when he saw his brother covered in a white sheet. It was Starry who walked beside him, held his hand and told him not to be scared and that she would always be there for him.
Since then, she was always around him from high school to college and then.
He had always known she only saw him as brother, and if it hadn’t been for his big brother, they would never have met.
But there was no if.
A light of kindness shone into his panicked adolescent years. He counted on her, trusted her and loved he.
He knew it all, but he just didn’t want to give up.
But that was the way Starry was, who could spare nothing to help him, but would also withdraw all the kindness and care.
As long as she made up her mind on drawing a line between them, there was nothing he could do.
She was the kite flyer. The thread was in her hand, wherever he would go depended on her.
But if she didn’t want her, she could just loosen her grip.
After a long time, he said, “OK, I know.”
He knew.
He was lucky compared to Hamish.
He remained in her contact list, but Hamish had been removed and blacklisted after she had gone to Finas City.
Before the viral pictures, Hamish didn’t even know if she was still alive.
“Are you ready?”
Starry’s door was half open. Wyatt knocked for a while, but there was no answer. He waited two seconds until he pushed the door and walked in.
He saw Starry sleeping in the sofa with a suitcase beside her. Obviously, she was all packed.
Starry needed to return to Araria City before the holiday and Wyatt had to go there too, so the two decided to leave together.
Starry woke up as she heard him. She picked up her phone on the table and covered the sofa with a sheet. “I’m ready. Let’s go.”
Wyatt lifted his eyebrow and took over her suitcase. “Go.”
Starry didn’t say no to his help. She smiled and said, “Thanks. Wyatt.”
Wyatt turned around and said, “What’s with the formality? We aren’t in Araria City yet.”
Starry said with a curve in her mouth, “That’s not formality. I’m being polite.”
“What a good girl.”
Wyatt mocked, going before her with her suitcase.