Part 3The Forgotten Love

At the dinner table, the atmosphere was weird.

Mom and Dad tried hard to liven up the atmosphere.

But Ethan just ate quietly.

Posture noble.

No intention of speaking.

Making Mom and Dad's enthusiasm very awkward.

Sister's face was dark, saying nothing.

I didn't dare to pick up dishes, only dared to eat rice in small bites.

Finally endured until the meal was finished, Mom and Dad seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Watching Ethan's leaving figure, I suddenly remembered something and stopped him:

"Mr. Cole, wait a moment."

Everyone looked at me in surprise.

Including Ethan.

His brows furrowed slightly, obviously impatient.

"Just a little bit. Okay?" I gestured a one-centimeter distance with my fingers.

Saying that, I ran upstairs and soon ran down holding an iron box.

Everyone's eyes locked on me.

I opened the iron box lid and asked:

"Mr. Cole, this is yours, right?"

On top of the iron box were a dozen ID photos.

One-inch, two-inch.

Obviously not obtained through regular channels.

Because on the ID photos, some had steel stamps, some had solidified glue on the back.

Visibly picked off from various places.

Ethan in the photo was younger than now, still showing a bit of youthfulness between his brows.

But his features had already grown very superior.

Besides ID photos, there were some messy things.

Candy wrappers, cigarette boxes, used pen refills, crumpled test papers, etc.

Ethan looked at me with a torch-like gaze.

I gritted my teeth before daring to continue:

"Found in a corner of my wardrobe. Don't know who put it there. But I recognized your photo, should be yours, right?"

Ethan's eyes moved slightly, seemingly with a bit of scrutiny.

I was looked at by him, shrinking a few inches.

Shoulders drooped.

He spoke:

"Not mine, throw it away."

"Oh, okay."

I threw it into the trash can beside me and was about to go upstairs.

Ethan's eyes suddenly contained a bit of danger.

"Mia, you did it on purpose, right?" He stopped me.

I was puzzled:

"What?"

He seemed to see through everything, eyes mocking, sneered.

"Nothing. Acted well. Don't act next time. I'm not interested in watching."

After saying that, he lifted his leg and left.