Winters was at a loss for words.
After a long silence, as the sobs gradually weakened, Winters took out a handkerchief and passed it to Scarlett.
"Do you really have a fiancée?" Scarlett asked between sobs, "Or are you deceiving me? Fobbing me off?"
"Yes, I do." Winters suddenly felt very sad, and his nose tingled, "I'll show you her portrait."
He unclasped the locket and carefully opened it.
Anna was there, her lips curved into a slight smile.
He hadn't opened this locket for a long time because he dared not look Anna in the eyes.
Scarlett took the locket from his hands, staring at Anna with her tear-reddened eyes, "She is very beautiful."
"Yes, she is very beautiful."
Winters awkwardly attempted to wipe away Scarlett's tear streaks.
"I will grow up to be just as beautiful," Scarlett said with pique.
"No..." Winters chuckled bitterly, "No one can surpass her."
Hearing this, the tears Scarlett had stopped started flowing again.
