Chapter 690 - The Past (2)

Seeing that, people there were somewhat astonished, "..."

"Don't cry," Carl comforted Benson. "You can't determine your children's fortune. Love cannot be forced. Randy just accidentally met someone he likes. This hasn't even been set in stone since the girl hasn't agreed to be with him yet."

"Really?" Benson was somewhat relieved.

Carl nodded, "But who would dislike Randy? They will definitely be together."

Benson was heartbroken again, "...You can leave now. I don't want to hear it."

Aaron pushed Carl to the side, "You're too bad at comforting people. Go away, I'll do it." Then he patted Benson on the shoulder, "It's fine. Armando may already have someone he likes and he's working hard to court her now. When he succeeds, Arabella may have had a child already..."

Benson put on a smile and said," Fuck off!"

Rolando, Carl, and the others laughed out loud. Although Benson was a bit annoyed by these old guys, he couldn't help but laugh with them together.

Emily waited for everyone to quiet down before giving gifts one by one.

"Do we also have a gift?" these old guys were flattered.

The gift was an amulet with the front engraved with "safe and healthy" and the back engraved with "longevity".

Everyone's amulet was engraved with his last name on the top. Carl rubbed the amulet and smiled at Emily. "Thank you. Randy also gave me one. You kids are so considerate."

Carl had no intention of showing off. He did not tell his old friends about his illness. Everyone didn't know about it. They only thought that Randy gave Carl an amulet out of his filialness.

Benson became more jealous and sad," Armando... He doesn't even go home. I don't know where he goes every day and he doesn't find a proper job yet. He hasn't even given me any gift, not to mention bringing a girlfriend home."

"Now that Emily gives one to you, don't cry." Aaron patted him on the shoulder. "As an old man, why are you crying so often? I can hardly stand you..."

"Who's crying? I'm just a bit sad! I'm definitely not crying!" Benson glared at Aaron.

"Well, who was weeping just now like this..." Aaron imitated Benson's awkward look of crying earlier. Benson was so angry that he wanted to hit Aaron with his shoe. For a moment, the entire garden was in chaos.

But those old guys were smart enough to make space for Rolando and Vincent. After creating a disturbance, they left happily with Emily's gifts.

Rolando was still smiling in satisfaction.

Vincent poured a cup of tea for him, then pulled Emily to kneel on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Rolando asked in confusion.

"Rolando, you need to take care of yourself from now on." Vincent kowtowed to him with Emily.

The implication was that he would not return to the Scavo's in the future.

'That's right, he has another home now,' thought Rolando sadly.

He held back his sadness and said, "Of course, I can take good care of myself. Get up, the ground is dirty."

"Mr. Rolando, you can live with us." Emily said eagerly, "Let's move together, and..."

"No, Emily. I won't leave." Rolando gave a slight, sad smile. "It's fine. What matters most is that you two are fine. You must be safe and sound. Vincent, protect her well."

"I will." Vincent kowtowed to him again. "I will protect her with my life. I will never ... let her get hurt again."

Emily suddenly burst into tears.

"Emily, what are you crying for?" Rolando laughed.

Emily wiped her tears and recalled what Rolando had said to her before.

"Emily, though I've known you for a short time, I know that the one Vincent love must be the best. I hope that no matter what happens in the future, you must remember to protect yourself, and not ... leave Vincent in sadness."

It turned out that Rolando had previously been worried that he would once again face the despair and pain of his loved one dying in front of him.

She hadn't understood that before. After going through the thick and thin with Vincent, she now understood the depth of Rolando's words.

Rolando went to cut the cake. Emily held Vincent's hand and stood in the garden for a while. She stared at the moon above her and then tilted her head to look at Vincent. "Shall we leave?" she asked.

"Wait for a moment."

Just as Vincent stopped talking, they heard someone coming from behind.

"You're lovey-dovey so blatantly, aren't you?" Ethen brought two glasses of wine over. "Rolando is really good at pretending. He was obviously quite energetic just now. But when he returned to the hall, he immediately became lethargic."

"Hello, Emily." He grinned at Emily.

"Hello." Emily nodded at him.

Vincent looked at him. "Thanks."

He thanked Ethen for taking care of Rolando for him.

"You made me, man." Ethen raised his eyebrows and said naughtily, "Let's scare them, ok?"

Vincent took the wine from Ethen's hand and drank it all in one gulp. "I'm here to tell you that you've done a good job. Keep on."

Ethen almost spat out the wine in his mouth. "Hey man, are you kidding me? What do you mean? Do you want to wander over the world or something? Are you going to abandon me?"