When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 1033: Happiness Trending

After returning home, Adrian Lancaster sorted the ingredients, putting some into the cabinet and others into the refrigerator.

Somewhere along the way, he gained life experience, carrying the scent of everyday life, no longer the aloof and dignified president.

Being with him, Faye Turner felt unpressured by his status, always calm inside, and started preparing the filling to make dumplings.

Faye was as virtuous as ever, the gentle sounds of pots and pans barely audible, her actions orderly and methodical.

Watching her like this, Adrian Lancaster’s lips curved into a gentle smile, feeling like it was all an unreal dream.

She really came back, back to his side.

"What are you daydreaming about? Come over and mix the filling." Faye glanced at him, quickly looking away.

"Alright." Adrian loved hearing her voice, stepped forward to help, happiness gleaming in his eyes.

Every time Faye spoke to him, he felt the happiness was real, believing he, Adrian Lancaster, was the happiest man in the world.

Today’s news came out swiftly, as speed is paramount in the 21st century. The reports were scant on details, with images and videos taking center stage, sparking a storm online—

[Mrs. Lancaster Faye Turner, missing for three months, returns strongly after a makeover. No one can shake Mrs. Lancaster’s position, it’s her, still her!]

The article was somewhat mystical, but the comment section was abuzz with people unable to explain, with various messages centered around fate.

[Spotted President Lancaster with his wife grocery shopping, sharing a passionate kiss while queueing at checkout, deeply in love, oblivious to others.]

And when Adrian Lancaster and his wife were surrounded by reporters, he embraced his wife’s shoulder, speaking with responsibility to the reporters.

Also, Mrs. Lancaster Faye Turner’s miraculous rebirth and true identity instantly made headlines.

Attracting numerous media outlets to reprint, all feeling incredulous.

At The Lockwood Old Manor, Grandpa Lancaster just returned from The Xavier Family and took a nap.

Upon waking, he brewed a pot of tea in the living room, sat on the sofa, picked up the remote, and turned on the TV, displaying footage of Adrian Lancaster being interviewed on the street—

He held Faye’s shoulder, surrounded by reporters, holding a microphone, his gaze unwavering and earnest—

"Ask directly if you have any doubts, don’t invent false rumors about feelings! Even if Faye is gone, I wouldn’t love anyone else!"

His voice was strong and resolute, his stance extremely clear.

"We’ve already done a paternity test. She is the mother of my daughter and my wife. Her injured face couldn’t recover to its former appearance, but I still love her the most."

Facing the reporters, he was particularly responsible, unlike earlier times when he couldn’t be bothered.

Yet when he looked towards the woman he sheltered in his arm, his gaze was full of tender love.

Grandpa Lancaster sat on the sofa, holding the remote, completely stunned, watching until his eyes brimmed with tears.

Faye has come back!

Adrian Lancaster also introduced Faye’s true identity and her relationship with The Xavier Family, fearing future misunderstandings, showing true attentiveness.

The female anchor’s voice on the TV was crisp and pleasant, seemingly infected by their love, smiling blissfully.

Moreover, she praised Mrs. Lancaster Faye Turner for being even more beautiful, with an incomparable aura that no one could mimic.

On the old manor’s living room sofa, Grandpa Lancaster sipped tea, genuinely delighted while watching the news clarification!

Setting down the teacup, he picked up his phone to text Adrian Lancaster on WeChat, eagerly wanting to compliment him on being more perceptive than before.

At this moment, in Aqua Flora Residences building 88, apartment 2801.

The sunset’s afterglow shone through the floor-to-ceiling window, tinting the furniture and floor with a beautiful golden hue.

Adrian Lancaster and Faye Turner rolled up their sleeves, sitting at the dining table making dumplings, their skills proficient, the dumplings almost identical.

Inside the long box, the neatly arranged dumplings held different fillings, creating a scene of happiness and comfort.

One house, two people, three meals, four seasons.