I'll Teach You, Marianne.

After circling the streets of Geneva for nearly two hours, Anne's metallic black Lamborghini Aventador? finally stopped at St. Pierre Cathedral, which was very far from her luxurious home.

St. Pierre Cathedral was one of the most famous tourist destinations in Geneva. At first, this one church was a building intended for a Roman Catholic church. However, when the reformation took place, this church became a Protestant church and that function still continued today.

Anne parked her luxury car in the women's parking lot in the churchyard. She carried her backpack on her left shoulder as she walked into the church. When she arrived, the church was quite crowded with many tourists, who had come from various countries. Even Anne also heard some German-speaking people, who were admiring the interior of the historic church.

Anne sat in a long chair at the very back. She then kneeled down with her hands clenched on her thighs. Anne prayed to express her gratitude for all the happiness she had received so far and prayed for her loved ones who had gone first. Usually Anne would only mention the names of her parents and brother, David Clarke, but this time, Anne also mentioned the names of the princess, along with Linda and Paul.

"Take care of the princess for me, I love you."

Anne closed her prayer by sending a message to Linda and Paul to take care of the princess for her.

"It seems that the names you mentioned earlier are important people in your life," said a man who was already sitting on Anne's right side politely.

Anne, who had just opened her eyes, immediately turned to the source of the sound and was surprised to see a man sitting next to her with a golden retriever accompanying him on the floor.

"A dog!!!"

The man chuckled. "Why are you surprised like that? Is there a law against a dog from entering the church?"

"No. Hmm, I mean, I don't know. It's just that this is the first time I saw someone coming to church with a dog. That's why I was very surprised, especially since this dog looks..."

"Snowee, my dog, ??is very friendly. He will not bite carelessly without my consent or orders." The black bespectacled man cut off the words quickly.

"Oh really? May I touch it?"

"Go ahead. Just call his name, he'll understand."

Anne smiled. She slowly moved the bag that was previously on her lap to the seat, and approached the big golden dog. With a bit of hesitation, Anne stretched out her hand towards the big dog, who was lying on the floor. "Snowee ... come here baby ..."

"He's a boy, by the way."

"Ah, I see," answered Anne quickly. "Snowee, good boy."

As the bespectacled man said, the golden retriever named Snowee was very friendly. He even immediately licked Anne's hand who was petting his head.

"Good boy. He is very smart. How old is he?" asked Anne curiously.

"I adopted Snowee when he was 2 months old, when I was in a car accident 3 years ago."

Anne raised her head and looked at the bespectacled man who was still sitting quietly in his chair. "Car accident?"

"Yes, it was a car accident that made me lose my sight," the man replied quietly as he lowered his sunglasses from his nose.

Anne immediately covered her mouth quickly. Guilt immediately pierced Anne's chest.

"I'm sorry," said Anne in a low voice full of regret.

The man put his sunglasses back on, the smile disappeared from his handsome face. "Edgar Jones," he said quietly, holding his hand out in front of her.

Anne, who felt bad, immediately grabbed the man's hand and held it tightly. "Marianne, but you can just call me Anne."

Edgar smiled. "Anne. What a nice name. Nice to meet you, Anne."

"Me too, I'm happy to meet Snowee. You must really love him, don't you?"

"Moreover, sometimes dogs are more loyal and honest than humans. Over the past three years, I have been able to find out those who are truly sincere friends with me, and those who only take advantage of me when I'm still healthy," replied Edgar flatly as he groped –touching Snowee's head, who was already beside him. The smart dog seemed to be strengthening his master.

Anne pursed her lips hearing the poor man's words in front of her. Really, Anne was wrong at the moment. It felt very awkward to leave a man with a disability like Edgar. Even though at the moment, there was a smart dog accompanying him, but still Anne couldn't bear to leave the man alone.

"Who are you here with?" asked Anne quietly.

"I went alone with Snowee to this church, and right now I'm waiting for someone to pick me up," Edgar answered honestly.

"Someone? Your lover?"

Edgar smiled. "My girlfriend was the first to leave me when the doctor said I lost my sight three years ago."

"Jesus, how dare he!"

Edgar chuckled in amusement. "Isn't that natural? No woman would sincerely accompany her disabled and poor boyfriend like me."

"Not all flowers in one plant will bloom at the same time and so will a woman. Your ex-girlfriend could do that to you, but it's not necessarily the same with other women. So don't generalize all women to have the same attitude just because of what your ex-girlfriend did," said Anne quickly. She didn't like being compared to Edgar's ex-girlfriend, who just left when Edgar was at his lowest point.

When Edgar was about to open his lips to answer Anne's words, suddenly a middle-aged man with white hair appeared from behind and immediately touched Edgar's shoulder. Edgar, who had understood the man's touch, slowly nodded his head and tried to get up from the chair he was sitting in. Seeing the master got up, Snowee also got up. Snowee continued waving his tail in pleasure and it made Anne excited. But she refrained from touching the clever dog, because he seemed to be leaving soon.

As Anne had expected, Edgar was then seen walking away towards the exit with the middle-aged man and Snowee walking on his right. When Anne was about to reach for her bag which was on the seat, suddenly Edgar stopped in his tracks and turned around.

"Thank you, Marianne. This brief meeting was so pleasant. If there is still a chance, I hope one day we can meet again," he said softly with a smile.

Anne pursed her lips. Even though Edgar couldn't see her, but Anne still wouldn't smile carelessly at a man. She still kept herself to be natural in front of other men.

"I am not a native of this city. The chances of us meeting again may be very slim," replied Anne flatly.

Edgar smiled. The man slowly took off his sunglasses and gripped them tightly. Although at this time both of the man's eyes could not function, but for some reason, Anne felt that the man was staring at her sharply.

"Fate will bring us together later on," said the man quietly before finally turning his body and rushing away from Anne, along with his loyal dog, Snowee, and the middle-aged man who picked him up.

Anne continued to stare at Edgar for a while until finally the vibration of her cell phone made her realize. Anne quickly grabbed her cell phone and smiled when she saw Jack's name appear on the screen of her cell phone.

"Hello..."

"What are you doing at Saint Pierre Cathedral, Anne?!"

To be continued

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