Chapter 91

Gideon stood among the crowd, listening to the jokes about Calliope and Silas. Each laugh and teasing remark felt like a thorn in his side.

He couldn't help but wonder-if he had been the one to marry Calliope, would those comments have been directed at him instead?

Were Silas and Calliope thinking about having a baby?

Gideon's gaze locked onto Silas and Calliope, a wave of unease washing over him. The thought of them showing up at future family gatherings with a child in tow tied his stomach in knots. He felt an almost unbearable restlessness, like an itch he couldn't scratch.

"Silas, Callie, are you planning on having a kid this year?" Eamon asked, a hint of eagerness in his voice. Eamon was genuinely excited at the thought of becoming a grandfather. Silas had never dated seriously or brought anyone home like his other children. Eamon had been worried about it for ages.

Then, before Callie and Silas married, Callie talked to him about it, and Silas agreed. That had made Eamon quite happy.

Callie. Callie's brilliance was a well-guarded secret, but Eamon was well aware of it. Even though Gideon was his grandson,

along

knew Silas was joking along, but he

her, after all. Silas had good

a child. Whether Silas wanted a child or not didn't matter much. She

it also depended on Silas. After all, there was still a woman in his

Silas said, flashing Eamon a grin. "If Callie's up for it, then I am, too. If she'd rather wait, I'm in no

her? Given their current situation, having a

Eamon didn't press further. He simply smiled and said, "Well, I won't push

feeling a weight lift

down for dinner, Silas was attentive, always passing dishes to Calliope and peeling shrimp

world, Silas was a powerhouse, but with Calliope, he was the

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