Chapter 1381 - Chapter 1381 Chapter 1381 The Person He Loves Most is Not Her
Chapter 1381: Chapter 1381: The Person He Loves Most is Not Her Chapter 1381: Chapter 1381: The Person He Loves Most is Not Her Xaviera Evans couldn’t understand who this Jacob Powell really was–he was so important to her and he even knew the secret of her blood.
She observed herself in the dream, thinking hard. Around that time, her grandfather had been in trouble and her brother took her overseas. They stayed there for a while–probably that’s when she met Jacob.
But even though she was young, she had already been through a lot in the Evans family. She wouldn’t trust someone easily, especially a man with a kind facade, not enough to open up her heart to him and share her monumental secret all within six months.
After a long silence, the dream version of Jacob suddenly said, “I’ve never seen my mother. Now that she’s passed away, I’ll never get the chance. You said she was tender and beautiful, didn’t you?”
Xaviera listened to Jacob’s words, her heart suddenly leapt.
His mother had passed away?
From the sounds of it, was he referring to Nina Hughes as his mother?
The dream-version of her lowered her gaze, giving a muffled response: “Hmm.”
Sadness and regret filled Jacob’s eyes. After a long pause, he took a deep breath, “Father said… if she were still alive, she would definitely come back to see us. I always thought she lied to us, I didn’t expect her to….”
Xaviera’s breathing abruptly hitched, her body rigid. An indescribable shock swept through her, giving her chills even in her dream.
Then, as she suspected, Jacob’s words confirmed her thoughts–
“Xaviera, since you’re back, come home with me. Once Father returns, we’ll sort out the paperwork. You’re my real sister, our family should live together.”
The Xaviera of the past hadn’t fully understood the emotions in Jacob’s eyes, but the Xaviera of the present could see that his eyes held love and guilt, but with less sincerity and more complexity.
He was her real brother, gentle and intimate, which led Xaviera to let her guard down. She trusted this man, his love was real, his concern was real, but his most beloved was not her. That’s why he sacrificed her life to save someone else.
Even when Xaviera learned of Jacob’s identity, she couldn’t understand why she revealed the secret of her blood to him. Jacob was very gentle to her, but her grandfather and brother treated her even better, showering her with endless love. She was no longer the love-deprived child she once was, even the appearance of a real brother couldn’t make her reveal all her secrets.
The dream scene changed again. Her surroundings were desolate and the cold wind was biting, stripped tree branches lined the road, covered with a layer of snow. Jacob, holding an umbrella, walked towards her, protecting her from the falling snowflakes.
He smiled kindly, gently dusting off the snow from her head. “Xaviera, I’ll pick you up after school from now on.”
She vaguely remembered that her grandfather had been in trouble at the time, and her brothers, fearing she would be implicated, sent her overseas to study. They couldn’t be with her-little Jacob appeared around that time.
Snowflakes danced in the air, and the man, holding a black umbrella, stood tall with gentle features that could easily enthrall anyone.
Her classmates came out just then. A group of young girls asked her gossipingly if that was her boyfriend. Jacob laughed and said, “I’m her brother.”
From that day forward, Jacob came to pick her up from school every day. He was always there for her, plus his handsome looks made him the striking scenery at the school entrance.