Chapter 1569 - 1570: But This Kinship Was Buried by the Wedding That Couldn’t Go On...

"You can love me as a sister, or anything else, and I’ll be your closest family. I’ll stand by you through the cold nights in the storm, and walk with you under the scorching sun of summer. I will always be there, accompanying you through all the seasons, as your family, always by your side."

Jorge Saxton was stunned, deeply moved by Lydia Brooke’s words. Before he had a chance to react, Lydia was already holding his face and kissed his thin lips.

The kiss was fervent and sincere, with deep affection and searing warmth, gradually dispelling the coldness from his body.

Jorge’s reddened eyes flickered as he reversed his passive stance to active, assertively deepening the kiss.

The night was cool as water, and in the living room, the temperatures of the two kissing bodies were rising, their rationality slowly dissolving.

Impulse is the factor lingering in the bodies of the young, sparking flames with no thought of retreat.

Everything felt so natural, beyond control...

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When morning came, Jorge opened his eyes to the first sight of Lydia’s face, recalling last night’s impulsive moments, he pressed his lips together.

Perhaps because his gaze was too intense, Lydia slightly opened her eyes.

They looked at each other without words for a long time, then exchanged a smile, and warmth spread throughout the room.

"Lydia, will you regret it?"

"Will you make me regret what happened last night?"

"No, I won’t give you a chance to regret, nor will I let you feel regret. Lydia, from now on you are family to me, Jorge Saxton."

Later, Jorge always remembered this promise.

But this family bond was ultimately buried by a wedding that could not continue.

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Since their relationship began, Lydia and Jorge truly became family. Lydia brought warmth into Jorge’s life.

No matter how exhausted he felt outside, returning home meant he was always awaited by warm lights, fragrant meals, and Lydia’s embrace.

Throughout these years, thanks to Lydia’s companionship, Jorge managed to keep moving forward, to sustain. After learning of his sister’s death, he grew stronger from despondency, and together with Jose Floyd, reached the Summit!

Lydia witnessed Jorge’s struggles and efforts, his resilience through the storms, watching him build the commercial empire Summit from scratch. She understood better than anyone the hardships and sacrifices this man faced, enduring challenges beyond ordinary measures.

In this way, Lydia’s silent companionship became irreplaceable in Jorge’s heart, truly making Lydia his family.

Accompaniment is the longest confession of love; the two supported each other and their love had long transcended into a familial bond ingrained in their bones, lasting a lifetime and impossible to sever.

Lydia met Jorge at eight years old and stayed by his side until she was eighteen, for a full ten years, filled with spring, summer, and autumn, filled in her eyes and heart with the name Jorge Saxton.

The following spring, when eighteen-year-old Lydia was cooking for Jorge at home, Jose Floyd returned after years of absence.

Seeing Jose Floyd again, Lydia only felt that the cold and decisive aura he carried was even stronger.

Over the years, she had heard Jorge mention Jose Floyd; ever since the promise, Jose Floyd risked his life, with reckless determination, rising from an unknown player to the top of the rankings in Europe’s underground industry!