Chapter 386 Can't Forget Someone

• When Chelsea Jones saw Atticus Morris again four years later, she was taken aback. In those past four years, he appeared to have aged significantly. His once black hair had turned completely white, with silver strands glistening like snow. He had become thin and frail, and every step he took seemed arduous, as if he were carrying a heavy burden. While he used to cover a one-meter distance with just one or two steps, now it took him five or six steps.
• He walked slowly, very slowly, like an old man, which was incongruous with his age!
• Chelsea stood up from the ground, ignoring the pain in her knees and palms, and approached Atticus, holding Josiah Morris's hand. As they stood face to face, their eyes met, and they both felt a surge of emotions. He had aged, but she had grown more mature.