In the living room, the Russells were speechless, surprised at the speed of the reconciliation between Rowan and ire. They watched as the couple went downstairs and headed for the dining room.
“Holly!” ire called out.
“I am here, Miss!”
“Is the food ready?”
“Yeah, you bettere and eat now while it’s still hot!”
During the meal, although Rowan and ire didn’t have much interaction, the atmosphere was noticeably more rxed. Rowan was genuinely hungry, as if his stomach was stuck to his back.
In the living room, the Russells exchanged nces and breathed a sigh of relief.
So this was what love was like?
You could be in pain and suffering one moment, then beaming with smiles the next?
Mya’s lips curled with a constant smile. “Honey, you should learn from Dr. Watson.”
“What do you mean?” Finnley asked, puzzled. “What should I learn? Please enlighten me, my dear wife.”
The elders turned their curious gazes upon their daughter-inw. Mya looped her arm through Finnley’s. “Clear up misunderstandings as soon as possible!”
“Is this really the first opportunity he had?” Finnley countered. “He took almost 24 hours! I can’t learn that kind of attitude! Look how long ire was upset!”
“…” Mya met his gaze, and for a moment, she was at a loss for words.
Finnley patted his chest confidently. “If this had happened to me, no, no, no, this kind of thing would never happen to me in the first ce! I wouldn’t let any woman through the door! Trust me, my dear wife!”
Pff!
Mya burst intoughter, and the two elders joined in as well. The rtionship between this son and daughter-inw was so good that there were no worries for family conflicts. The atmosphere in the living room became light and cheerful.
“How’s your work handover going?” Albert asked. “When will you be back to take over the family business?”
“By the end of the year.”
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“Dad, I’m not fooling you. I’ve already told Mr. Marsh, and I’ve been training Xiang Hengtely.”
Half an hourter, Rowan and ire emerged from the dining room. The Russells were sitting on the sofa, and Holly had just brewed tea. Everyone looked at them, especially Rowan.
For a moment, Rowan seemed to be nervous, unsure of what to say.
“You should go home,” ire said, turning to him. “You’ve had a long day, and you need to rest. How else will you save the people tomorrow?”
With that, she pulled him towards the door, helping him out of the awkward situation. Love was a matter between two people, and there was no need to report every detail to the family.
“Goodbye, uncle and aunt!” Rowan, pushed by ire, quickly bid farewell.
“Goodbye! Come visit again when you have time!”
They all stood up and watched the couple leave, still surprised at the speed of their reconciliation.
“Who would have thought that ire would be so good-tempered?” Violet remarked. “I thought she’d be angry for at least half a month.”
Finnley chimed in, “That’s love, so it can be infinitely tolerance.”
As his words fell, he embraced Mya’s shoulders, secretly vowing to be good to his wife for a lifetime.
In the courtyard, a gentle evening breeze blew, stars twinkling beside the bright moon. The scene was picturesque.
Rowan stopped beside the driver’s seat and turned to hold her shoulders. “ire, get some rest early.” He then leaned forward and ced a light kiss on her forehead.
ire closed her eyes to enjoy the moment, then looked up at him. Standing on her tiptoes, she kissed his cheek. “Good night, my Dr. Watson.”
“Good night.”
He opened the car door and sat in the driver’s seat as she watched. Fastening his seatbelt, he waved to her. “Go inside, it’s getting windy out here.”
Thete autumn breeze blew through her hair, the strands faintly concealing the smile on her lips.
“Drive safe.”
“Mhm.”
ire watched as Rowan started the car and drove away.