No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1791: Married Life (19)

Jack Stewart said, "It’s thanks to your inspiration. Otherwise, how would I have known the scenery outside is so beautiful?"

Not long after Hannah and Arnold Simmons went traveling, Jack set out too. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The exit was crowded, mostly fans packed together, and somehow they started arguing. Now everyone was stuck, waiting for security to come and disperse the crowd.

Hannah didn’t rush. She found an empty seat and sat down, with Jack standing beside her.

One standing, one sitting—their height difference looked even bigger.

Hannah glanced up once before giving up on talking to Jack while looking up. "Been strolling around all this time, on your own?"

Jack let out an "Mm," then added, "With a dog."

"A dog?"

Jack said, "Picked it up along the way. It’d been abandoned—looked pretty pitiful, so I brought it along."

Hannah was a bit surprised. After all, Jack had mentioned more than once before that keeping pets was troublesome, tons of work—no different from raising a child. "Didn’t bring it back with you?"

"Not convenient. I found a place to board it for a while."

Unlike Hannah and Arnold’s style of traveling, Jack drove himself. Though slow, he could appreciate every bit of scenery along the way.

He even had a bike in his car and had spent nearly two months cycling earlier.

It wasn’t so much traveling—it was more like wandering.

Going wherever his feet took him.

For someone who once couldn’t stand an extra second of sunlight without crying out for a face mask to hydrate, he had now toughened up into a muscular frame.

Jack watched the lively crowd at the entrance. "Remember when I used to take you around? It was even livelier than this."

That was truly a sea of people, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Though the location definitely wouldn’t have been an airport.

Hannah never let fans come to the airport to pick her up since it would disrupt order. Of course, there was no stopping those die-hard fans from coming—or paparazzi for that matter, who would never miss such an opportunity.

The kind of life where everyone fawned over a celebrity was certainly dazzling and easy to lose yourself in.

So when Hannah announced her retirement at the peak of her career, it shocked quite a few people.

"What if you took off your mask now? Think everyone would come rushing over?" Jack asked, sitting on a luggage case, stretching out his long legs. He adjusted his hat slightly to reveal his brows and eyes.

The sunlight pierced through the clouds in the sky, scorching the earth, yet it couldn’t dim the fans’ enthusiasm.

"I’ve been retired for a year now," Hannah said.

Jack leaned on the luggage handle, turning to look at her. "You underestimate yourself. How about we test it out?"

The crowd at the door had already started to disperse. Hannah got up and said, "You’re so childish."

Jack grinned and followed her. "Not childish."

That night, they had dinner together, and lots of friends came by.

Though a year had passed since they last saw each other, everyone had changed a lot. What hadn’t changed was their bond.

As always, Hayes Edwards was the life of the party.

A few drinks in, he started dragging everyone around, calling them brothers and sisters. If no one had stopped him, he might have sworn allegiance to the big yellow dog at the door.

Jack remained disdainful of him.

Disdainful of his torturous singing and inability to carry a tune.

Honestly, everyone found him annoying.

In the end, it was Lucy Taylor who couldn’t take it anymore and kicked him aside.

During karaoke at the gathering, someone randomly picked one of Hannah’s songs.

Ever since retiring, she rarely sang anymore.

Just as she’d said at the start: acting and singing were passions she pursued with all her heart, but life was long, and there were plenty of other things to love.

Every beginning must have an end.