Chapter 225
In Chapter 226 of “When the Stars Forgot to Return My Wishes,” Autumn finds herself in a state of anxiety after receiving a friend request from Charles Penn, Selena’s uncle. The apprehension grows as she realizes the implications of this connection, prompting her to send him evidence related to her uncle’s past. Each photo she sends carries the weight of her family’s history and her determination to uncover the truth, but the terse acknowledgment from Charles leaves her feeling uneasy about what he might conclude from her findings.
As dinner time arrives, Autumn struggles to focus, distracted by her worries about her uncle’s case. Ethan, noticing her distraction, tries to engage her in conversation, but Autumn’s thoughts remain clouded by the unresolved issues surrounding her uncle’s death and the woman she believes played a key role in it, Jasmine Far. The unspoken pain of her uncle’s loss hangs heavily in the air, and despite her efforts to maintain a brave face, Autumn cannot shake the feeling of time slipping away from her as she pursues justice.
Ethan offers his support, mentioning that his cousin is a lawyer, which provides Autumn with a glimmer of hope amidst her turmoil. His kindness serves as a comforting reminder that she is not entirely alone in her struggles, yet it also brings forth a wave of melancholy as she reflects on her past choices and the toxic relationships that have contributed to her current state. Determined to sever ties with her toxic family, she seeks solace in her room after dinner, hoping to find peace.
However, her moment of respite is interrupted by an unexpected visit from Simon, who forces his way into her room with an urgent demand to talk. Autumn’s initial instinct is to shut him out, but he blocks her attempt, leaving her feeling trapped and frustrated. The encounter feels invasive, and she grapples with the absurdity of having a conversation with someone she believes has no place in her life anymore. The tension in the air reflects her internal struggle, as she is torn between wanting to confront the past and the desire to move forward.
**When the Stars Forgot to Return My Wishes p>
**Chapter 226 p>
After departing from the tense atmosphere, Autumn’s phone buzzed with a new friend request. The name that flashed on the screen sent a ripple of apprehension through her: Charles Penn, Selena’s uncle.
Her heart raced, and her fingers quivered ever so slightly as she grasped the device. The weight of uncertainty hung heavily in the air around her, and she hesitated, her mind racing with possibilities. Finally, she mustered the courage to type a message: “Mr. Charles, good evening. I’m George Fang’s niece p>
Barely a heartbeat later, a voice reply pinged back, crisp and authoritative: “I know. Selena already informed me about you. Please send me all the evidence you’ve gathered so far—just snap some photos and forward them to me p>
Autumn felt a jolt of anxiety shoot through her. Her hands trembled as she hurriedly dispatched the images she had meticulously prepared. Each photo encapsulated fragments of her uncle’s past, a past she desperately wanted to unravel.
Moments later, his response arrived, terse yet definitive: “Received p>
A wave of unease washed over her, tightening her chest. What conclusions would Charles draw from the evidence? The very act of sending those photos deepened her uncertainty, leaving her with an unsettling feeling that clung to her like a shadow.
When dinner time approached, Autumn found herself lost in a fog of distraction, her mind wandering far from the present.
Ethan, ever attentive, placed a piece of braised eggplant delicately on her plate, his brow furrowing with concern. “Are you still upset about what happened earlier?” he asked gently.
Snapping back to reality, Autumn shook her head, her voice steady yet laden with worry. “No, it’s not that. I’m just really anxious about my uncle’s case p>
“Your uncle? Wasn’t he already p>
The words “passed away” hung in the air, heavy and unspoken. Autumn’s throat tightened, and after a moment of internal struggle, she chose silence instead of uttering the painful truth.
Her gaze dimmed momentarily, but she forced a smile through the haze of her emotions. “I encountered the person who destroyed my uncle’s life a decade ago—Jasmine Far, the same woman who went to Vanguard with Luna p>
“I’ve collected some evidence and sent it to my uncle’s former superior, but I can’t shake the feeling that pursuing the case will be an uphill battle,” she continued, her voice barely above a whisper. “After all, it’s been ten years. Tracing it now won’t be easy p>
That thought gnawed at her—the fear that time had slipped away, leaving her with a cold trail to follow.
Yet, no matter how arduous the journey, no matter how long it took, she was resolute in her determination to ensure Jasmine and her family faced the consequences of their actions.
Ethan nodded, his expression one of understanding. “Autumn, if you ever need assistance, don’t hesitate to ask. You know my cousin is a lawyer p>
“If things get complicated, let me know. I’ll reach out to him p>
“Mm. Thank you, Ethan,” Autumn replied, a small smile breaking through her worries.
His kindness wrapped around her like a warm blanket, offering a comfort she hadn’t expected. It felt as though, apart from Julian and the Lewis family, there were still those who genuinely cared for her well-being.
If only she had recognized this sooner, perhaps the severity of her health issues wouldn’t have escalated to such alarming levels.
The thought sent a wave of melancholy crashing over her, solidifying her resolve to sever ties with that toxic family once and for all.
After dinner, Autumn retreated to her room, seeking solace in the familiar surroundings. She showered, letting the warm water wash away the day’s tension, then slipped into bed, her mind still racing.
As she glanced at her phone, disappointment washed over her—still no reply from Charles. The silence felt like an echoing void, amplifying her worries.
Just as she settled into the sheets, a sudden knock echoed through the stillness of her room. Autumn frowned, puzzled. Who could it be at this hour?
She had just said goodbye to Ethan—surely, it wasn’t him again? Had he forgotten something important he wanted to share? No, she quickly dismissed that notion; if it were the case, he would have called instead.
So, who stood on the other side of the door?
Intrigued yet cautious, she slipped on her slippers and padded over to the door, opening it to reveal Simon standing there, his presence unexpected and unwelcome.
For a brief moment, Autumn froze, her heart racing as she instinctively tried to close the door.
But Simon was quicker, his hand shooting out to block her from shutting him out.
With a swift sidestep, he pushed his way into the room, invading her space with an air of urgency. “We need to talk,” he declared, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Autumn was left speechless, her mind racing.
Was this his version of a conversation? Like a bandit barging in uninvited? Forcing a dialogue on her, regardless of her wishes—it was utterly absurd.
With a frustrated huff, she closed the door behind him, her annoyance bubbling to the surface. “What do you want to talk about? If I recall correctly, there’s nothing left between us worth discussing p>
As Autumn stood there, grappling with the unexpected intrusion of Simon, a whirlwind of emotions surged within her. The remnants of her earlier resolve clashed with the frustration of having her sanctuary invaded. She had spent the day navigating the turbulent waters of her uncle’s case, confronting the shadows of her past, and now, here was Simon, a reminder of everything she had fought to distance herself from. Yet, beneath the layers of annoyance lay a flicker of curiosity—what could he possibly say that would warrant such urgency? In that moment, she realized that her journey to seek justice for her uncle was not just about uncovering the truth; it was also about reclaiming her own narrative and standing firm against the forces that threatened to dictate her path.
With a deep breath, Autumn summoned her inner strength, determined not to let Simon’s presence derail her progress. As she faced him, the weight of her past mingled with the hope of a future untainted by toxic ties. She understood that every encounter, even the unwelcome ones, could serve as a stepping stone toward her growth. The resolve she had felt earlier solidified within her; she would not allow fear or doubt to dictate her actions. Instead, she would confront Simon with the same tenacity she had shown in her pursuit of justice. As the door closed behind him, sealing them in a space of confrontation, Autumn prepared to reclaim her voice, ready to articulate her boundaries and assert her right to move forward on her own terms.
In the next chapter, readers can expect the tension between Autumn and Simon to escalate dramatically. With Simon’s unexpected intrusion into her sanctuary, the air is thick with unresolved emotions and unspoken truths. As they face off, the dialogue promises to be charged with both frustration and vulnerability, forcing Autumn to confront not just Simon’s intentions but also her own lingering feelings. Will she find the strength to stand her ground, or will Simon’s presence unravel the carefully constructed walls she has built around herself?
Moreover, the chapter is likely to delve deeper into the implications of Autumn’s investigation into her uncle’s past. With Charles Penn now in the mix, Autumn’s quest for justice may take a perilous turn. As she grapples with the potential fallout from her actions, the stakes will rise, and the shadows of her family’s history will loom larger than ever. Will the evidence she has gathered bring her closer to the truth, or will it unearth secrets better left buried? The intertwining of personal and familial struggles will keep readers on the edge of their seats, eager to see how Autumn navigates the treacherous waters ahead.
Dex Morgan
Dex Morgan works to elevate each story with clean writing, emotional balance, and thoughtful flow for readers.