Chapter 195


    Chapter 195 Why Is Your Hair White?


    In the following two weeks, Erin and Roman encouraged each other and actively underwent their


    treatments as fellow burn patients.


    Roman lived opposite Erin’s ward. The two wards had be something like a college dormitory for


    boys and girls. Whenever Erin wasn’t resting or undergoing treatment. Roman would visit her. The first


    thing he would ask after arriving was whether he’d disturbed her. Romant would only stay in her ward


    after getting her permission.


    During those two weeks, the two of them talked about everything under the sun. Roman started trying


    to y games with her, not allowing her to have much time to herself so that she wouldn’t start getting


    lost in adverse thoughts that would hinder her recovery.


    Half an hour ago, Roman and Erin had just finished their standard lunch together. The nurse had


    already taken away their meal trays. It was then Erin showed Roman theic she’d drawn.


    Theic depicted the story of an unfortunate woman who was abducted by a viin, had her child


    stolen from her, and was disfigured.


    Upon seeing it, Roman felt heavy in his heart at first nce, but soon that oppressive feeling turned to


    one of optimism.


    “Erin, I know that the woman in thisic is you. If you can publish it on aic website and let it


    reach out to other unfortunate souls. I think it would have a positive impact. I personally think the


    experiences you’ve gone through and how you overcame them will be uplifting for others,” Roman said


    sincerely and gently, with a calm and even tone.


    His words surprised Erin from the beginning. After patiently listening to him, she immediately said,


    “Roman, your suggestion is really great. Honestly, I became inspired when Paulo showed us that movie


    about cancer patients a week ago. While what we watched was a movie, the misfortunes that


    happened to me were real. So, I suddenly thought that if I could record all these emotional processes


    through drawing during my stay at the Garden of Eden, it would help pass time more bearably.”


    Sparkles appeared in Erin’s eyes, making her whole being shine. A soft and gentle smile spread on her


    lips. “But Asa is still young, so I want to use simpleic drawings to make it understandable for him. I


    hope that when I see him in the future, he’ll understand why I


    haven’t been by his side-”


    At the mention of her son, a rogue tear escaped the corner of her eye and slid down instantly, but her


    smile remained and her eyes were


    filled with anticipation. “I hope Asa can understand and forgive me for my absence.”


    Roman sat by her side. He then picked up the box he had brought into the ward from the floor and


    ced it on the table.


    “Don’t worry, Erin. I believe that Asa will understand and forgive you in the future. As you’ve seen


    during this time, Chandler has been spending a lot of time with Asa. Whenever your son cries or


    lusses, he’ll immediately announce the adjournment of meetings at thepany and rush home to be


    with him. He’s striving to be a good father, and we should trust him.”


    Erin nodded in agreement.


    Then, Roman pointed to the box wrapped in a starry gift paper on the table and said, “Open it and take


    a look. It’s for you.”


    Erin smiled. “Why are you giving me a gift out of the blue?”


    Roman smiled mysteriously in response. “Trust me. You’ll definitely like this gift.”


    “Alright, let me open it and see what’s in store for me.”


    After about twenty seconds, when Erin saw the white drawing tablet inside the box, she joyfully


    eximed like a child, “Oh my, Roman! !


    love this gift so much!”


    Roman pointed to the whiteptop on the coffee table and said. “Paulo gave you aptop, and I just


    gave you a drawing tablet. Now you can start drawing yourics. You have my full support. I really


    look forward to the day when yourics can be published. When that happens. I’ll personally buy ten


    thousand copies and distribute them to my friends.”


    His gift and his expectations for Erin’s creation warmed her heart, making her initially wavering resolve


    be more resolute.


    “Thank you, Roman. I’ll definitely make sure you’ll have the opportunity to buy those copies!”


    Although her face was covered with a special medical mask, her subtle smile was as confident and


    charming as it’d once been before. It even surpassed her past beauty in a way, and Roman found her


    even more endearing now with her determination and optimism. It was a great thing for him. Even the


    insomnia that he used to suffer every night in the past gradually lessened.


    day, which broughtfort to Roman.


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    Just as Erin was connecting the tablet to theptop, Paulo entered the ward. He was wearing casual


    clothes and hadn’t yet put on his white coat. Erin and Roman looked up at him.


    They knew Paulo had just returned to the Garden of Eden.


    Paulo nced casually at them and headed toward the s. He waved his phone in his hand and


    announced, “Everyone, gather around. It’s time for the regr slideshow presentation.”


    Erin stood up from her chair immediately. Using crutches, she hobbled over excitedly. The muscles and


    nerves on her legs had recovered well so she could now walk, albeit a little slowly. She’d eagerly


    responded to the rehabilitation training by asking the nurse to remove the automatic wheelchair from


    her ward.


    Paulo quickly reminded. “There’s no hurry, Erin. Take your time and don’t hurt your muscles by


    overexerting yourself.”


    Roman reminded her from behind as well. “He’s right, Erin. We have plenty of time to look at the


    photos.”


    “Stop fussing, you two. I know my body.” Erin replied.


    Two minutester, everything was ready. Paulo said with a sense of aplishment, “Let’s begin.”


    Erin nodded eagerly, as the thing she looked forward to the most in the Garden of Eden was the family


    photos that Paulo brought back


    each time.


    The first photo disyed was none other than Erin’s beloved son, Asa. His appearance had changed


    compared to ten days ago; his little face bing more defined and beautiful. As soon as Erin saw the


    photo of her son, her heart turned into fluffy cotton candy–sweet and


    soft. Her eyes were full of maternal love that poured out from the depths of her soul.


    Paulo nced at her side profile. It was always at this moment that Erin’s face held the most warmth


    and looked the most delicate. He


    didn’t know when it started, but he subconsciously started looking forward to seeing the happiness


    radiating from her face. Seeing the joy


    and contentment in her eyes, he would feel the same way in his heart too.


    Realizing that he was tearing up a little, Paulo cleared his throat and jokingly teased, “Roman, look at


    Erin’s son. His genes are incredible! Is there a baby as beautiful as he is? He has surpassed all other


    babies in the looks department the moment he’s born. And on top of that,


    his dad is freaking rich! It’s safe to say that he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Tsk! How


    enviable.”


    After spending some time with Paulo, Roman had be somewhat familiar with his character.


    Roman calmly responded, “Paulo, you’re a billionaire, and yet you’re jealous of a baby? That’s quite


    immature of you! Why don’t you find a woman and have your own kid, then?”


    Little did he expect Paulo would retort immediately, “Are you crazy? Why would you suggest that?


    Women are so troublesome! Look at Erin. I can’t even handle one woman like her. She’s always asking


    me if it’s possible to finish the treatment for her face earlier. The


    pressure is immense! You see, my hair is graying from all that stress-”


    As soon as he said that, both Erin and Roman looked at Paulo with strange expressions on their faces.


    Erin couldn’t help but roll her eyes and say, “Oh, please. Your graying hair has nothing to do with me.


    When I first met you, you already had a head of white hair!”


    Speaking of Paulo’s peculiar white hair, Roman took the opportunity to ask, “Say, what’s the story


    behind your white hair? You’ve never shared anything about yourself with us.”


    His question instantly froze Paulo’s previously cheerful expression. His eyes dimmed in an instant, and


    after a few seconds of silence, he said in a displeased tone, “Stop being nosy and continue looking at


    the photos!”


    His avoidance and rejection made Erin and Roman exchange a nce and fall silent.


    The air around them became slightly awkward. After about half a minute, Erin tried to ease the tension


    by saying, “Paulo, please don’t get angry. Roman isn’t a nosy person. He asked because he thinks of


    you as a friend. Actually, I’m also curious about your white hair, but if you’re not willing to share, we


    won’t force you. Everyone has the right to keep their privacy.”


    Paulo looked at Erin without speaking, but his gaze was focused and profound. Erin began to feel a bit


    uneasy under his scrutiny. She softly said, “Let’s continue looking at the photos-”


    As Roman and Erin turned their gaze back to the photos on the wall, Paulo lowered his gaze and


    suddenly conlessed, “It’s actually nothing