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 village?‘

Cecelia had scarcely heard anyone else praise Niles for being thoughtful before. Now that Blair was saying so, she thought it must be because Niles had always taken good care of Blair.

“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. Blair kicked Wesley again. He looked at her, confused.

Blair glared at him.

be eating? Your mom

He really was

to raise her voice as she asked, “Who do I

say you like Niles.“ He thought that the only explanation for her being with Niles was that she was over him and had now

that he was

that you are

such a…” Blair felt like cursing, but eventually she

anyway, because Cecelia was walking out of the kitchen, carrying

fruit slices. The fruit had been sliced so badly that it reminded her of the terrible

Talbot had gone to

see another piece of proof that Cecelia and Wesley were mother and son- their bad

sleep early. I am

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