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Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More-Chapter 75 - 48: My Child
Summer Fairmont didn’t delve into why Leo Vaughn was like this, nor did she plan to expose him.
Everyone has their own inner secrets. Thinking you’re amazing by tearing off someone else’s mask doesn’t fit Summer Fairmont’s cool and aloof style.
When it comes to a smiley depression, Summer Fairmont doesn’t have it because she doesn’t even know how to smile.
When it comes to fear of intimacy, Summer might be even more serious than Leo Vaughn.
Even though Leo Vaughn went through a major family upheaval at eighteen, before that, he was in love just like Artie Vaughn.
Comparing him to Summer Fairmont, how lucky is Leo Vaughn?
Summer Fairmont doesn’t pity Leo Vaughn because she has no right to pity anyone.
What Summer likes is the dazzling radiance on Artie Vaughn’s face like the sun, and Leo Vaughn clearly doesn’t have the conditions to make Summer like him.
In Summer Fairmont’s world, when she cares about someone, she cares about everything about that person, and everything of those she doesn’t care about is irrelevant to her.
Summer Fairmont won’t like everything Artie Vaughn likes just because of her fondness for Artie.
The pink Artie likes, Summer doesn’t like at all.
The coquetry Artie likes, Summer never learned.
The brother Artie likes, Summer hasn’t even had the chance to feel anything yet.
What’s important for Summer Fairmont now is returning to Scotland.
And the best way for her to go back to Scotland is to swiftly end this farewell with Talia Tate, Artie, and Leo Vaughn.
Summer Fairmont doesn’t dare to covet the meticulous family-like experience Artie created for her.
She never forces anything that doesn’t belong to her and never thought of being a good person.
Talia Tate is worried that behind the sudden death of Winters, there might be an even bigger secret.
All these years, she’s lived in constant anxiety, walking on thin ice.
Some people with a strong sense of crisis might be concerned about something happening to the whole family, so even when traveling, they wouldn’t have the entire family on the same flight. That way, even if one plane crashes, not the entire family would be gone.
Talia Tate’s sense of survival after calamity is even stronger than those people’s crisis awareness.
Talia requested that Leo Vaughn try not to appear under the same sky as Artie Vaughn.
Five years have passed, watching Leo Vaughn handle Winters Spirits increasingly well and safely.
Talia gradually felt at ease and agreed to let Artie return to work at Winters Spirits after graduation.
Talia’s reaction might be a bit extreme, but the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and the cruelty of the world, only the happiness of family is worth Talia’s concern.
Having circled the gates of Hell several times, after being discharged from the hospital, Talia never involved herself in the company’s affairs.
Firstly, Leo Vaughn picked up the ropes quicker than she expected.
Secondly, she hoped to recover well to see her set of twins build their own families.
If possible, it would be even better to hold a grandson or granddaughter early.
Artie had been plotting for several years to bring Summer Fairmont back.
She exerted all efforts to teach Summer Chinese for this day.
The earliest she brought Brunswick Whiskey to Celestar was also for the same purpose.
She wanted Summer to establish a connection with Celestar to achieve the ultimate goal of bringing Summer back.
From seeing how eager Summer is to return, Artie is still far from her ultimate goal.
The revolution is yet to succeed, and Artie still needs to work hard.
Summer Fairmont declined Artie’s offer to accompany her back to Scotland.
Artie hasn’t been back for a long time; the word ’friends’ weighs heavy in Summer Fairmont’s heart, so much so that she can’t claim any friend entirely for herself.
In this world, everyone has things they don’t wish to face yet have to face.
Summer Fairmont doesn’t want to keep recalling Hieronymus and the cold, dark childhood.
She decided to say goodbye to the past, returning alone to face what Hieronymus left her.
To see what needs to be seen, to seal what needs to be sealed.
As for where to go in the future, she really hasn’t thought about it.
Summer Fairmont doesn’t want Artie to accompany her, not because flying is too exhausting.
But because the sun can only illuminate the surrounding time when it is unobstructed.
With Artie being well protected, she never had—and shouldn’t have in the future—witness any darkness of the world.
Even Summer Fairmont herself isn’t too confident in facing that dark period, and she can’t bring herself to have Artie accompany her through it.
Perhaps Summer Fairmont also wants to quickly get used to a Scotland without Artie.
Winters’ sudden passing, Leo Vaughn changed Artie’s school during his return, opposing Artie’s contacts with any former friends, even needing to keep the family background a secret.
The years Summer Fairmont and Artie spent in Scotland, they talked about everything except each other’s families.
Artie’s understanding of Summer Fairmont’s background relied entirely on guesswork, even the surname was a phonetic translation.
Summer never asked Artie what her family did.
The independent whiskey label design is Summer Fairmont’s main source of income at this stage.
Summer Fairmont is aware of Artie’s little schemes, but she has never thought of depending on anyone.
If Artie didn’t have such a good family background, if the title of Wine Winters Ambassador was really just self-proclaimed, Summer might have just joined her in working hard in Celestar.
Just like how they founded The Wellness Punk Association in Scotland.
From a small school club of two people in a few years, growing to two thousand people, and continuing to grow even after they graduated.
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Hieronymus left Summer Fairmont a handwritten letter, starting with "Sommer Diwu".
Given Hieronymus’s physical condition, writing wasn’t an easy task for him.
He filled an entire page in wobbly, slightly difficult-to-decipher English.
The content of the letter is as follows:
Thank God that you were able to see this letter.
My child, I know you loathe me, hate me.
When you see this letter, it means I have descended into my own Hell.
Please continue to hate me.
I am a person born with a curse.
Everyone who gets close to me ends up dying untimely.
My parents, my brother’s entire family, and your mother.
So, please hate me, this unlucky person.
During your growth, I chose to stay far away from you.
I avoided your school because I feared my bad luck might bring you misfortune, and I was also afraid my physical disability might provoke hostility from your peers.
When I began writing this letter, you were eighteen.
You have finally grown up; your resilient life force is my only attachment to this world.
My child, there is something I must tell you.
Your mother, she was my apprentice. She is the only one with exceptional talent willing to be my apprentice.
I guess when you were little, you also heard the rumors saying I married your mother.
When I wanted to deny it, your mother also passed away mysteriously.
I didn’t deny it anymore.
I am a person born with disabilities. If I didn’t acknowledge the factual marital relationship with your mother, I couldn’t possibly have adopted you after her death.
I’ve always regretted this.
Every time I see you, I think, my child, would you be happier in an orphanage than with an unlucky person like me?
Watching you grow up working hard on your own, seeing your tenacious life force like a Selaginella, I thank God.
God heard my prayers, sent me to Hell, and now you can live in a world that will never be cursed.
When the world no longer has a person who might curse you at any moment, please forget the past and seek beautiful memories of the future.
Please forgive me, this unlucky person.
My child, please forgive me for calling you that only in a letter after my death.







