Chapter 240

Shirley had cried bitterly back then, repeatedly promising that she wouldn't do it again. In the end, Owen brought out a new flower pot and asked the two of them to replant the flower. They ended up covered in mud. No one had expected the plant to survive this long. Derek turned to Rachel and asked, "Does Uncle Owen still treasure it the same way?" Rachel sighed. "People's tastes change. He now prefers antiques and calligraphy." Derek smiled but didn't say anything else. At that moment, Megan woke up and began fussing for milk. Rachel quickly excused herself to feed her. As he listened to the infant's soft cries, Derek recalled the first time he'd met Shirley. She had been just one month old, her tiny cries as soft as a kitten's meow. At the time, he was already six years old. Drawn by curiosity, he had walked closer and seen a round, rosy little face that was as delicate as steamed pudding. She was adorable and inviting, making anyone want to take a bite. Suddenly, the baby sm