Wesley buried his face in the bowl to hide his sour expression. ‘It turns out that she has such a high
opinion of Niles. Then why did she send me that message the day the flood erupted in the vige?‘
Cecelia had scarcely heard anyone else praise Niles for being thoughtful before. Now that ir was
saying so, she thought it must be because Niles had always taken good care of ir.
“That’s good to hear. You stay here as long as you like. When Niles isn’t around, you can call Wesley if
you need anything. We are going to be a family in the future. Don’t be a stranger.”
“Oh, okay, Aunt Cecelia.” ‘As long as I can reach Wesley, I won’t call
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Niles.’
When the dinner was almost over, Cecelia went to the kitchen. ir kicked Wesley again. He looked at
her, confused.
ir red at him.
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“How can you still be eating? Your mom has misunderstood everything. Can’t you see it?”
“Misunderstood what?” He really waspletely oblivious.
ir was about to explode. She tried her best not to raise her voice as she asked, “Who do I Like?”
Wesley thought about it for a minute and then replied, “Now? I’d say you like Niles.“ He thought that the
only exnation for her being with Niles was that she was over him and had now fallen for Niles.
ir felt that he was driving her crazy.
“Does Niles know that you are pregnant?” Wesley asked her.
“Wesley! You’re such a…” ir felt like cursing, but eventually she dropped it.
She had to, anyway, because Cecelia was walking out of the kitchen, carrying a fruit tter. She put
the te in the middle of the table.
ir widened her eyes when she saw the fruit slices. The fruit had been sliced so badly that it
reminded her of the terrible tter
Wesley had made the day Talbot had gone to her apartment to cook.
Besides the resemnce in appearance, ir now could see another piece of proof that Cecelia and
Wesley were mother and son- their bad cutting skills.
“Eat fast and then go to sleep early. I am going shopping tomorrow and
I would like you toe with me. I want to buy some shoes and clothes for ir, and I need your
opinion,” Cecelia told Wesley.
“I hate shopping,” Wesley dered. ‘Going shopping with two women.
That doesn’t sound fun, ‘ he thought.
Cecelia rolled her eyes at him.
“I wouldn’t have asked you to tag along if Niles were here. Since he’s not here, it falls on you to take
care of us.”
ir screamed inwardly, ‘Aunt Cecelia, can you just listen to me? I’m not Niles’ girlfriend, and Wesley
is not going to be my brother-inw. ‘