Eight Years Lost A Love Unclaimed (Ariella) novel Chapter 42

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As I walked out of the inn, Jessica’s laughter still echoed behind me. She was

telling

Grace about how Ethan proposed to her. I quickened my pace, as if fleeing from a

pursuing ghost.

I found an open space and set up my easel. Just as I picked up the palette, a wave

of

dizziness hit me. I reached into my pocket, took out a pill box, and swallowed the

medication. Slowly, the discomfort began to fade.

I’ve never been a lucky person. I had no parents, no friends, and I’d never even

won a

free soda. I thought Lady Luck had always despised me, until that day.

I finally won the stuffed toy I’d wanted for so long, got a free milk tea, and won a

5,000–yuan cash prize by smashing a golden egg at the supermarket. Even the Coke

I

bought for Xiao Mei had a “try again” label on it.

Xiao Mei grinned at me, “Lucky charm, I owe it all to you.”

I couldn’t believe it. How could someone like me, who’d never had any luck,

suddenly

have so much? Then, just as our car was making a turn, it suddenly veered out of

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Control. As the wall ahead loomed closer, I screamed in terror.

Bang!

The car crashed through the wall, but surprisingly, the impact was almost

nonexistent. Through the gaps in my fingers, I glimpsed a soft orange light. The

light

and the scent of flowers spread out, falling on the man standing in the center,

dressed in a suit.

Ethan Harris stood amidst a sea of flowers, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit.

Friends and family were all dressed to the nines, even Buddy was sitting beside

him

in a dapper little tuxedo.

I stared in shock at the scene before me. Even as Ethan walked over and opened

the

door, I still remember the first words he said to me. He said, it’s time.”

“Sienna,

It was our secret code–it’s time to eat, time to go home, time for a kiss, time for us

to marry.

He lifted me out of the car, applause ringing in my ears. Ethan, a man who had faced

death so many times, was so nervous he could barely speak.

“Sienna, did you have a good day?”

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I was too choked up to answer, so I just kept nodding. He smiled, a mischievous

grin,

“Sienna, there’s something really important I need you to do for me, something

only

you can do.”

I looked at him, “What?”

“Be my wife.”

“Marry me, and I’ll make sure you’re this lucky every day.”

“And I’m offering a buy–one–get–two deal, maybe even get three!”

It was strange. So many things with Ethan happened naturally, without any buildup

or hesitation. Just like I knew he would marry me, he knew I would only marry

him.

After the proposal, on the way back, he bought a lottery ticket. He told me, “If we

win, the thirty million is all yours.”

“And if we don’t win?” I asked.

He replied, completely serious, “Then it means marrying you used up all my luck.”

I couldn’t stop laughing and told him, “I always thought I had terrible luck, but it

turns out I was saving it all for meeting you!”

“Exactly! You saved up eighteen years of luck just to meet me. You better treasure

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me.”

I leaned over and kissed him, telling him solemnly, “I will.”

As the sun set, I greedily drank in the fiery red sky, his words still ringing in my

ears,

but he was no longer there.

By the time I returned to the inn with my sketchbook, the lights outside were already

1. on. As I approached, I noticed a figure standing by the door. The faint red glow of

a

cigarette floated in the air, and the scent of nicotine wafted toward me. I frowned

as I

looked at the person in front of me.

When he heard me approaching, he turned his head. For a brief moment, I saw a

flicker of panic in his eyes. He quickly extinguished the cigarette and awkwardly

scratched the back of his head, just like Ethan used to do whenever I caught him

smoking.

I stood still, using every ounce of self–control to ignore him. But as we passed each

other, I heard him say,

“Sienna Bennett, I remember you.”