[HP] If youth has an ageless face

"Long time no see." Sylvia walked into her bedroom without knowing it. "I saw Blaise downstairs just now. Why did he run away when he saw me? Does the little boy know how to be shy?"

"Sit down." Edwin didn't answer a single question, "Why are you here?"

"Come and see you - Jacques said you were sick, what's going on? Are you okay?"

"It's okay." The miscarriage caused Edwina to suffer a lot, and she still felt unwell after recuperating at home for a month.Of course, the blow came not just from losing an unborn child, but her first.

Blaise hadn't appeared in front of her since that day, and Edwina knew he was guilty and scared, but she was powerless to blame him.

"Your complexion doesn't look good." Sylvia couldn't help frowning, "Is there really nothing special about it?"

"It's okay." She forced a smile, "It will be fine in a while."

"That Blaise is—"

"It's just a temper," she said quietly. "Sylvia, I'm tired."

Her sickness could be seen at a glance, so Sylvia didn't continue to ask.She stayed quietly by Edwin's side until she fell asleep.Then she went downstairs to say goodbye, but Jacques stopped her and sent a stack of photos to her:

"Do you think I should tell Edwin about this?"

Sylvia took a look, and immediately opened her eyes wide in surprise: "This..."

"It was done by Ethan Zabini." Joaquin told her before she asked, "I don't think Edwin's current situation is suitable for continuing to hear such bad news."

"I think so too. But are you going to keep it a secret?" Sylvia shook her head uncertainly, "I don't know...they don't have any feelings, but if Ethan did it, then you'd better It’s better to tell her, after all, he seems a little dangerous.”

Sylvia didn't know the inside story, but rumors about Lopez's death were so widespread that she couldn't have been ignorant.

"Let's talk about it later." Jacques muttered to himself.

He also looked gloomy and listless, and Sylvia thought it was due to Edwin's illness, so she couldn't help comforting her: "It's okay, she will get better soon."

"Really?" Jacques smiled wryly, "I hope so."

She vaguely felt that something was wrong: "You...haven't had any problems, have you?"

"No." He quickly denied, "everything is fine."

everything is ok?impossible.Sylvia knew that they were all hiding something, but if they didn't tell it themselves, she couldn't guess what happened.

"If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me." At last, all she could say was, "Maybe I can do something for you!"

The reason for Edwinella's miscarriage was the fall down the stairs. As for the real reason, they tacitly refused to mention it.

Some grains of sand appeared for no reason on the clean floor at the end of the stairs.Those grains of sand obviously came from the green plants used for decoration, but how could the sand run out of the flowerpot by itself without being touched by anyone?

No one is a fool.

Jacques still felt a dull pain in his heart when he thought of what the therapist had said to him.

It seemed that someone was watching him.But when Jacques looked up, the second floor was empty.

He seemed to have reason to complain and condemn and even hate Blaise, but he didn't want to be so mean to a kid.Was Blaise at fault in this matter?have.But is he a murderer?no.It was those gossips who killed his poor child, not a naive boy who knew nothing of evil.He is only seven or eight years old, maybe he can distinguish right from wrong, but he can't think carefully like a wily adult and bypass the traps deliberately set by those people.

Asking himself, Jacques felt that neither he nor Edwina seemed to have made too many enemies.But the bad part of human nature is everywhere. Some people just don't want to see them being good, and some people just want to see others suffer.

He closed his eyes and remembered the day—

"Edwina." He was the one who told Edwina the bad news. During the long silence, Jacques once thought she would cry, but she didn't. She just used an almost terrifying calm to make him uneasy , "It's fine if you're fine."

Her eyes fell unfocused on his face, and she blinked slowly.

"It doesn't matter if you have children or not." He tried his best not to look so painful, "It's enough for me to have you."

She shook her head: "don't worry about him anymore."

They all knew who this "he" was referring to.

"I'll hire a nanny." Edwin La seemed to be talking to himself, "That's it."

Everything he wanted to say was choked in his throat - what could Joaquin say?Comfort her, let her not bear grudges against Blaise?But wouldn't these words be secondary harm if he said them?

……

"You're awake." When he got his mood together and went upstairs to check, Edwina had woken up at some point, looking at the void thoughtfully.

"Sylvia is gone?"

"Ah."

"Jacques," she said slowly after a long time, "if you want to get a divorce, I can go with you to the Ministry of Magic to go through the formalities when I get better."

"No." He flatly refused, she was silent suddenly, and Jacques held her hand, "Stop talking stupid."

"Can you let it go?" Edwina asked calmly.

She is always so calm.Jacques thought endlessly.It's almost impossible to lose your composure.

"Or," she went on to suggest, "we live apart for a while?"

"I don't want to leave you." He replied with great certainty, "I'm sad that our child is gone, but..." He shook his head, "Let's go for a walk in the garden tomorrow, okay? Maybe you will be happier .”