Chapter 415
Raymond, typically a calm person, ground his teeth upon hearing Richard’s words. “Richard, do you have to say that just to vex me?”
“That’s grace.”
“Is criticizing others grace?”
Richard glanced at the naive and innocent Angela and responded coldly, “You criticized Pearl first. Do you want me to condemn Angela in return?”
Touching his nose, Raymond replied, “Forget what I said.”
“Alright, I’ll take Pearl home to rest.”
Raymond stopped them and turned to Pearl, asking, “What herbs do you need? I’ll get them for you.”
“Ropalery, allubi, and pure mountain water at an altitude of 6,000 feet.”
Raymond looked genuinely concerned and worried about fulfilling Pearl’s request.
His helpless look amused Pearl. “I’m just kidding. I’ll get the things ready.”
It appeared that having a godfather in the black market did have its perks.
With her plan in mind, Pearl didn’t want to linger any longer. “I’ll be on my way now. I’ll call you when I have all the herbs ready.”
“Okay, bye.”
Angela burst into hearty laughter, her first genuine laugh since falling ill, at the sight of Raymond’s defeated expression.
After saying their goodbyes, Pearl and Richard returned to the villa in Bodgow.
The moment they entered, Richard pulled Pearl into a tight embrace. Resting his head on her shoulder, Richard remained motionless, like a statue.
“I was terrified,” he whispered. “In those first few days when you went missing, I turned Bodgow upside down searching for you. Then, I focused on tracking Raymond. I couldn’t sleep because I was afraid something might happen to you if I was too late. It was the first time we’d lost contact for such a long time. I was afraid I wouldn’t see you again. But fortunately, I managed to rescue you in time. Pearl, it was the first time I felt such a tremendous sense of accomplishment. I’ve never been so happy, not even when I expanded Waldorf Enterprises and made it stronger.”
Richard’s words deeply moved Pearl. “Richard…” She hugged his head and gently stroked his hair. “I know you’re trying hard to love me.”
Richard looked up, revealing tears in his eyes. Although he appeared composed, the moisture on her shoulder revealed the truth.
“Did you cry, Richard?”
Stubbornly, Richard turned away. “No, I didn’t.”
“Humph, liar. Your tears soaked my clothes.”
Pearl hadn’t expected Richard to cry. After all, he had always been an aloof and distant person. Given his character, he rarely displayed strong emotions, let alone shed tears.
She also couldn’t imagine what else could make him cry except the brief crying he had the moment he was born.
“I was scared.” It was a lingering fear, primarily stemming from the terror he experienced when the needle nearly pierced Pearl’s skin.
“Richard” Pearl took a deep breath. “Let’s get engaged.
