Chapter 478 I Can't Forget It

Hester sat on the balcony indifferently, shaking the purple sand pot in her hand. She was scalded and it fell to the ground, shattering it into pieces.

Hester looked at the debris on the ground and fell into silence. A hint of darkness flashed through Hester's eyes, and her thoughts gradually drifted away, not knowing where to fly.

"Why are you so careless? Did you get burned?"

Hearing the noise, Austin put down what he was doing and rushed in. Seeing the debris on the ground, Austin rushed to her, held Hester's hand and checked carefully.

With a faint smile, Hester withdrew her hand, and she raised her hand to tuck the short hair near her ear. Hester looked into his eyes and smiled happily.

She was dressed in light blue home clothes, with her hair tied loosely to her back head. Her whole body was full of laziness, which looked very charming.

"I'm fine. It's just a pity for this pot of good tea."

Austin sighed helplessly and gradually relaxed his tense nerves. Austin took out a few tissues and wiped the stains on her fingertips carefully.

Austin's long and thick eyelashes covered his eyes, and he inexplicably had a feeling of peace and good in this morning.

"If you like the tea pot, I'll ask someone to send one again. You don't have to be sad about it."

"Brother Austin, I began to have that dream again."

Hester's eyes were quietly watching the movements in Austin's hands. She slowly looked up at the charming scenery outside the window, sighed slightly and said indifferently.

Austin stopped what he was doing, with a flash of pain and helplessness in his eyes. Austin took a deep breath and calmed himself down. Then he pretended to be calm and said.

"Is it because you are too tired recently that you are so nervous?"

Taking her hand back from the warm palm, Hester stood up and walked to the edge of the balcony. She put her hands on the railing and looked into the distance. The strong exotic charm was different from the fresh and indifferent domesti

can. Austin's voice was low and muffled, with a hint of plea.

"You know, this is exactly what I don't want to hear most!"

Hester felt nervous and looked away. Hester turned around and stared blankly at Austin's back. Hester moved slightly and stood beside Austin.

"You are angry, aren't you?"

In a trance, Austin's finger was cut by a fragment. Austin pressed his fingers against his lips, and the salty smell filled his mouth. Something came out of Austin's heart and went out of control.

All of a sudden, Austin stood up from the ground, his hands tightly holding Hester's shoulders, and he looked at her with his nearly crazy eyes.

"Do you still can't forget Terence, or the position in your heart will always be him, and no one can replace him? Hester, I've been waiting for you for three years, not to see you trample on yourself.

You know that man doesn't love you, but why don't you give up and ruin yourself? "

Hester was in a trance, letting Austin hold her shoulders tightly. Hester's face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and her eyes were glazed.

Hester had never seen Brother Austin get angry, but to her surprise, she was not frightened at all, but her heart ached uncontrollably.

"It's not that I can't forget him. It's just that I have loved him for so long. How can I forget him so easily?"