When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 535: This Troubled Mother-Son Relationship

They stared at each other for a moment. He slightly furrowed his brow, showing a faint expression, withdrew his gaze, and still didn’t look directly at his wife.

Faye Turner, anxious, stepped forward and tugged his arm, "Call her! What if something happened because she couldn’t figure things out? She’s all alone here! She just crawled out from an earthquake! Her heart right now is probably more fragile than we can imagine!"

Adrian Lancaster slowly turned his gaze and looked at his wife who was eager once more.

"If you don’t make this call, don’t blame me for ignoring you!" Faye said firmly, crossing her arms and sighing.

She could understand his feelings and could understand Eliza Hayes’s feelings even more. No matter how angry they were, it would be best to return to Argent first.

Actually, Adrian Lancaster was not a heartless person.

Upon hearing that his mother had checked out and left, he was still a bit surprised and somewhat worried inside.

A minute later...

Faye saw him slowly take out his phone, look up a number, and dial it.

He gently placed the phone to his ear, waiting for the other side to connect...

At this moment, Eliza Hayes had taken a taxi back to the earthquake zone. Staring at the ruins before her and listening to the wails filling the sky, her heart filled with infinite sorrow.

Human beings are so insignificant in the face of disaster.

She searched through the list of rescued personnel for the name Wyatt Lane...

Even though the person might have changed his name. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

But she still wanted to hold onto this only visible hope, wanting to quickly find Adrian’s father and atone for her sins.

Actually, all she could do was worry. When he was alive, they couldn’t find Wyatt Lane, and now everything’s in ruins and rescues are ongoing, how could she possibly find him?

But her heart clung to this last string of hope...

The cold wind chilled Eliza Hayes, her hair disheveled. She stood outside the caution tape, tears in her eyes as she looked at the scene in the ruins, long having disregarded her own life and death, wishing desperately to dig with her own hands.

It wasn’t until the phone rang that she was brought back to reality.

Taking out her phone, she saw the screen display the words ’son,’ which made her feel lost for a moment.

She never thought Adrian would still call her.

The ringtone continued. Eliza hesitated, holding the phone with a complicated feeling, trembling as she answered the call, "..." Putting the phone to her ear, her lips were pale, and she didn’t speak.

Adrian Lancaster was also awkward. After a moment of silence, he took the initiative to speak, "Where are you?" He asked casually, deliberately suppressing his inner emotions.

No terms of address, no calling her mom.

"I plan to head back after eating, there’s a private plane." Adrian Lancaster asked again, not waiting for her response, "Won’t you come with us?"

Eliza didn’t know how to answer, "Adrian, I know... I know you hate me." Her heart stung, tears rolled down again, "I also allow you to hate me, but... Mom hopes... you can feel a little better inside."

She was not afraid of how much she had to endure. This was all hers to bear; it was the seed she had sown.

But she genuinely hoped her son could be happy, feeling she owed him too much and wanted to make amends.

After a while.

Adrian Lancaster said to her, "Come back, wait a moment and go back together, don’t make Grandpa worry." As for other topics, he did not want to discuss them.

Having said that, he hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone from the phone, Eliza stood for a long time in the cold wind outside the ruins. Watching one person after another being carried out, her tears blurred her vision...

She imagined, if she died in this earthquake, whether Adrian would carry her coffin, whether he would shed tears for her?