His love

Ignoring Matthew, who had blocked her path, she left the cemetery from the side road. 

He was gripped by panic at the sight of her straight and proud posture. Somehow, he had a sinking feeling that he’d never see her again if he let her go today. 

Hence, he racked his brains just to keep her around for a little longer. “Willow, I’ll sing it! I’ll sing ‘Little Star to that son of yours!” This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Surprised by his own suggestion, he let out a low, helpless chuckle. Never had he expected to lower his dignity for a woman. He was a man who had repeatedly turned down Willa’s coquettish request for him to sing a song at the private lounge. 

“What did you just say, Mr. Mayer?” Willow spun around instantly and gave him a look of disbelief. Her voice was trembling from agitation. 

“I said I’d sing ‘Little Star‘ for your son!” 

Matthew wasn’t used to singing. He couldn’t recall ever having sung. Even after agreeing to sing “Little Star” for Aaron, he still felt a little uneasy. 

If he sang off–key, he would make a joke of himself. Even Matthew Mayer was afraid of embarrassing himself. Still, he would not walk back on his words. 

He searched for the lyrics to “Little Star” on his phone and awkwardly opened his mouth while staring at the screen. 

“Twinkle, twinkle, little star. 

How I wonder what you are. 

Up above the world so high. 

Like a diamond in the sky…” 

His familiar voice brought tears to her eyes. Her mind wandered. She felt as though she was looking at the same Matthew who had kept her and Aaron company in the dungeon. 

His voice was deep and melodious, like the notes from a cello. His voice could easily turn people on. 

Aaron loved listening to Matthew sing, especially “Little Star“. Once, Aaron fell down when he was fooling around. It was the worst fall he had experienced–he grazed a huge patch of skin on his knee, and he sustained an injury to his head. 

As cheerful as he was, he cried nonstop from the agonizing pain. Matthew pulled the sobbing three–year- old into a hug and coaxed him by repeating “Little Star tirelessly. 

Aaron’s howling slowly calmed down after hearing the familiar tune and voice. Finally, he fell asleep with a smile. 

Willow walked over to Aaron’s tombstone. Wiping away her tears, she forced a smile. She thought, “Hey, 

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Aaron, did you hear that? Uncle Matthew is singing ‘Little Star‘ for you again!! 

“He’s granted your final wish. So, could you forgive him for destroying your things? He didn’t do it on purpose. He’s just… forgotten about us.” 

“When the blazing sun is gone, 

When he nothing shines upon, 

Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night…”