Chapter 1915 Marital Property

• Lilly couldn't stop her tears, each rolling down like beads of a broken string. She hadn't felt this sad earlier, but now, all the pent-up emotions seemed to come flooding out.
• "Uncle Gilbert!" She opened the car door and ran toward him.
• The man before her no longer looked like the Gilbert from her memories, but those eyes were unmistakably familiar. She didn't even need to see his face—just one look at his eyes was enough to know that this was her Uncle Gilbert. The worry in his eyes, followed by the relief and guilt when he saw her safe, was all too familiar.