Chapter 185 It Seems Like It Has Always Been Her All Along


    "They still have other nicknames! That crazy Susan! Why did she have so many nicknames? What


    for?" Yvonne walked to the washroom andined about it as she took out her phone and


    checked the photographs.


    Basically, Susan had a habit of writing in her diary on a daily basis when she was young. She


    definitely noted it down since it was an important thing.


    "Excuse me, could you please step aside? I need to wash my hands." A woman walked toward her


    all of a sudden.


    Susan looked at her impatiently. "There’s ample space. Why did you want me to step aside?" 4


    "I''m sorry." The woman took a quick nce at Susan''s phone screen. Then, she went and washed


    her hands o n the other side. 1


    After that, she left immediately.


    Susan did not pay much attention to her while continuing to check the photographs on her phone. 6


    "Mr. Shaw, she''s using her phone to check on something. I peeked at the screen, and it seemed like


    she had snapped some photographs of some words. She''s currently looking through them." The


    woman walked toward Julian and spoke softly.


    "Understood." Julian nodded without any change in his expression.


    The woman left immediately.


    After a short while, Yvonne returned from the washroom.


    She looked at Julian rather apologetically. "Mr. Shaw... I''m sorry. I took such a long time because I


    had a stomach ache."


    "It’s fine," Julian said calmly. "I''m still able to wait for such a period of time. I’m wondering if you


    remember that nickname now?"


    Yvonne seemed to be put in a difficult situation. He looked at Julian and said, "Mr. Shaw, is it


    possible that you remember it wrongly? It seems like we don''t have any other nicknames." 1


    By the way, she searched every entry in the diary and found no relevant content.


    Julian raised his eyebrow. "Is that so? I might have truly remembered it wrongly.”


    "Yes, you must have remembered it wrongly." Yvonne heaved a long sigh of relief. Then, she looked


    at Julian eagerly. "Mr. Shaw, do you believe in me?"


    Julian smiled softly. "If we''re looking at your characteristics, you indeed resemble Little Flower more.


    Of course, I believe you." "Do you really believe me?" Yvonne appeared excited all of a sudden.


    All of those things belonged to her now, including the valuable presents and Julian''s admiration.


    Finally, all of those things were hers now.


    "But it''s such a great surprise to me. I need time to think it through and calm myself down. Go home


    first. I''ll contact youter,” Julian said gently.


    Yvonne looked at how gentle he looked at her. She felt like drowning in that gentleness.


    "Sure." She promised to do so, and she could not suppress her joy and excitement.


    Julian smiled faintly and saw her off.


    The minute she left, his eyes became cold all of a sudden.


    He signaled to an ordinary-looking man who was standing at the corner. Then, the man stalked


    Yvonne quietly.


    On the way home, Yvonne was humming a song to herself while walking on the road.


    Suddenly, a man bumped right into her while lowering his head.


    Yvonne staggered. She could not help but stare at him angrily. "Are you blind? Do you know who I


    am? How dare you knock against me like this?"


    She sneered as she thought that she was the future Mrs. Shaw.


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    "I''m sorry," the man said immediately.


    "Forget it. If I were not in a good mood today, I''d certainly make you pay for it." Yvonne said rather


    impatiently. "Consider yourself lucky then. Get lost!"


    The man left immediately.


    Yvonne grabbed her bag and continued walking.


    She was unaware that the phone in her bag had been exchanged by now.


    Soon, Julian gained that phone.


    It was locked. But that kind of petty problem did not trouble the professionals much. Julian soon


    gained a phone which was unlocked.


    "She snapped something using her phone and was poring over it just now..."


    Julian checked the gallery of the phone.


    He soon straightened his body when he clicked on the photos.


    The content there...


    "I''m so bored. Little Leaf didn''t leave home today. The wicked butler at his home prohibited me from


    entering his house again. It’s so annoying.”


    "The piece of mud Little Leaf made for me is quite ugly. But I’ll ept this present given that he has


    spent quite a long time on it."


    There were different kinds of things that happened between a young boy and girl that were


    recorded in the diary.


    Yvonne went and looked up the contents of the diary secretly just now.


    Julian was so excited that his hands started to tremble slightly.


    Now, the truth would soon be revealed as long as he could figure out who the owner of the diary


    was.


    He asked somebody to send him a document with Susan''s handwriting directly. Then, he sent that


    document with the photographs in the phone for the professional to do a professional identification.


    Handwriting identification was a profound knowledge.


    Although it had been twenty years since and Susan''s handwriting had undergone a huge change, a


    person''s handwriting was just like her fingerprint. There was still something which was


    unchangeable no matter how much time had passed.


    Julian sent the documents to the professional in person, so they did not dare to neglect it.


    The professional team did the handwriting identification on both samples quickly.


    It took at least more than an hour.


    Julian then waited in the room.


    He wanted to know about the result at the earliest possible time.


    Julian stood there and looked at the professionals who were busy with the identification process


    nervously. He could not help but feel tense.


    That was indeed the final result this time around.


    People could lie, but the handwriting would certainly help expose the truth.


    He would soon know who Little Flower was.


    ''Susie... are you Little Flower?''


    Julian was slightly eager.


    A few hours went by.


    The professionals stopped working one by one.


    "Mr. Shaw, we have the result now." The leader of the team looked at Julian.


    "Do you indeed?" Julian asked calmly, but his palms were covered in sweat.


    ''What exactly... is the result?’


    "Both of the samples bore a great difference, including the strength in writing and inclination. In


    order to identify the samples..." The professional pushed his spectacles up and started to dwell on


    the professional details.


    Julian interrupted him directly. "I just want to know the result."


    The professional coughed once. "The result is that both handwritings belong to the same person."


    They belonged to the same person...


    Julian thought about that repeatedly in his mind.


    In that instant, he did not know how to describe his feelings.


    They had it hard. It turned out that he never missed her.


    It was always her from the beginning up until now.


    She was the one whether it was in the past or now.


    "Mr. Shaw?" Julian Shaw was stunned. The professional called to him.


    Julian recovered his wits and rushed out of the ce immediately.


    He could not help but break into a smile.


    ''Susie!


    ''It was you all along.''


    At that moment, Julian felt quite satisfied with it.


    It seemed like his Little Flower had never changed.


    It turned out that she was by his side a long time ago.