
{"id":22743,"date":"2026-01-24T15:08:07","date_gmt":"2026-01-24T15:08:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/when-love-is-gone-novel-chapter-563\/"},"modified":"2026-01-24T15:08:07","modified_gmt":"2026-01-24T15:08:07","slug":"when-love-is-gone-novel-chapter-563","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/when-love-is-gone-novel-chapter-563\/","title":{"rendered":"When Love is Gone Novel Chapter 563"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 563<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 563\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Raymond\u2019s train of thought did not surprise Julian.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Julian nodded with a quiet, deliberate look. He followed the thread. \u201cThen what do you think about me and Sydney?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing he was not actually planning to marry Megan, Raymond relaxed. \u201cYou already know the answer.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He ate his muffins and shot him a sideways glance. \u201cYou basically raised her. Who would dare say you are not good enough for her?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>On the day their relationship became public, the louder voices would probably insist Sydney was not good enough for Julian, since the public judged people by family background. No one cared that, during the darkest years of his life, Sydney had stayed by him step by step.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cReally?\u201d Julian lifted a brow in amusement. \u201cDid someone say something?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Raymond frowned, instantly ready to fight on his behalf. \u201cNo one yet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGood.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Knowing how hard it had been for them to reach this point, and thinking of the muffins Julian had made, Raymond slapped his chest. \u201cIf I\u2019m around, no one will dare say a word. You just enjoy being the old guy with the younger woman in peace.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Otherwise, he did not mind teaching someone a lesson. Did people not understand the simple rule that messing with someone\u2019s marriage is off-limits?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Julian nodded in satisfaction. \u201cI\u2019m relieved to hear that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Then he returned to the real point with practiced ease. \u201cYou still haven\u2019t told me what that pendant looked like.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>With a belly full of hot muffins, Raymond let his guard down. He grabbed his phone and scrolled. \u201cI showed you before, right?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Julian had a vague impression. \u201cYes. That is why I want to see it again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHere.\u201d Raymond opened a photo from Vivian\u2019s second birthday.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The heater had been on that day. The little girl wore only a frilly princess dress as relatives held her close. The pendant hung around her small neck. Her face looked soft as carved marble. Her eyes were round and bright like grapes. Her tiny nose looked delicate, her chin tilted in a proud little angle like a miniature princess.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Julian took the phone. The moment his gaze landed on the screen, he froze. In an instant, the little girl in the photo overlapped with the child stamped into his memory. He did not even need to study the pendant.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 563\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWeren\u2019t you looking at the pendant? Why are you staring at my sister?\u201d Uneasy with intensity of Julian\u2019s expression, Raymond zoomed the photo directly to the pendant. \u201cI here. Stop looking at her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMm.\u201d Julian came back to himself, though something thick lodged in his throat.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If Sydney was the Huttons\u2019 long-lost youngest daughter, what did that say about all the years of hardship she had endured? He tugged at his lips, glanced at the pendant, and felt as if the universe was mocking all of them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Raymond shivered at his expression. \u201cWhat\u2019s with that face?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYour sister\u2026\u201d Julian thought back to the first time he saw Sydney in the mourning hall and spoke honestly. \u201cShe was very cute.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the photo, she looked proud, lively, and adorable. At their first meeting, she had been small, pitiful, obedient, and also adorable.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>They were the same person. Yet in a few short years the change was so stark his eyes stung.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Raymond snorted. \u201cOf course.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She was his sister, after all.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Raymond had been awake all night at the hospital. Exhaustion hit him hard. After telling Julian to suit himself, he stumbled into the bedroom and fell face-first onto the bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sydney took her time with breakfast. She had just started upstairs to work when she saw a familiar Bentley roll into the courtyard. Her lips curled before she realized it. She stood quickly and headed out.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The moment she stepped outside, Julian gathered her into a firm embrace.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her smile deepened and she nudged him lightly. Grandma is watching.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The living room had full floor-to-ceiling windows. Sitting on the sofa gave a clear view of the courtyard.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Julian did not loosen his hold. He wrapped her close for a long moment before speaking in a low voice. \u201cPrecious, if your family background turned out to be extremely good, would you\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hearing the weight in his tone, Sydney joked, \u201cRelax. I\u2019m not about to abandon my impoverished husband.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He laughed despite himself. \u201cI mean, would you feel sad?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sydney had planned to respond lightly, but the meaning behind his question settled fast. Would she feel sad knowing she came from a good family yet lived so many hard years?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 563 Chapter 563\u00a0 Raymond\u2019s train [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[40],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-22743","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-when-love-is-gone-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22743","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22743"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22743\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22743"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22743"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22743"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}