Chapter 989

It was impossible, Lisa thought. Despite feeling uncomfortable, she wouldn't cry over it. Just then, a passerby said, "It's snowing." Lisa quickly looked up at the night sky. Indeed, snowflakes were drifting down, one after another… "It's snowing, Uncle Logan! It's snowing!" The joy of the first snow made her forget the discomfort she had been feeling. Logan responded with a simple, "Yeah, it's snowing." "This is the first snow," Lisa said, her hand grasping his arm, shaking it gently. "Uncle Logan, don't you remember? Wishes made on the first snow always come true." Lisa, under the influence of alcohol, suddenly became like a carefree teenager again. "Then make a wish." He played along. She shook his arm again. "Let's make a wish together, okay? It'll be more fun." What should she wish for? But then she couldn't think of what to say next. "Then I wish you won't be able to marry Joelle," she suddenly blurted out. "What?" He stared into her eyes. Lisa met his gaze