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Chapter 183

Chapter 183

“They’re not of legal marriage age yet, Zaid wondered helplessly, choosing to give up.

Elowyn couldn’t bear to stand in the way of Janet and Claude’s relationship, so she could only feel anxious in silence.

On her way home, she thought about it again and again, finally deciding to bring it up right away when she entered the garden. “Quinlyn, I think our relationship needs to change.”

Quinlyn froze for a moment, looking up at Elowyn’s face in the dim garden, her expression unusually serious. The corners of her lips twitched.

Quinlyn wanted to ask something, but then she pressed her lips tightly together. There was no such thing as an unquestionable good in this world. Quinlyn could understand if Elowyn chose to sever ties with her.

Quinlyn lowered her eyes, her lashes trembling slightly. It was

hard to read her emotions.

The next second, Elowyn’s voice trembled as she said, “Can I be your mother?”

Quinlyn instantly looked up, her big eyes staring at El

Elowyn quickly hurried to clarify, afraid Quinlyn would misunderstand. “No, I mean, can I be your godmother? I don’t want to replace your real mother’s place.

“You always treat me like an outsider, and it makes me so sad. I’m just so envious that Claude met you and became your godfather. If only I had known earlier-”

Before Elowyn could finish, Quinlyn had already thrown herself into her arms, tightly hugging Elowyn.

Elowyn’s jumbled words immediately stopped, and she felt Quinlyn’s trembling body in her arms. Her heart softened, and her eyes became moist. “You’re willing, right?”

Quinlyn responded with a slight nasal tone, her voice firm. “Yes.”

Elowyn finally felt her heart settle, continuously stroking Quinlyn’s back. The garden at night seemed even more beautiful than during the day.

Elowyn didn’t worry about Quinlyn’s way of addressing her anymore. She pulled Quinlyn inside, settled her at the door, and they sat down on the bed, reading a fairy tale picture book for the first time.

The nightlight cast a soft yellow glow. Quinlyn kept her eyes open, watching Elowyn until her consciousness grew hazy. She finally closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

been tightly gripping the edges of the

mixture of helplessness and tenderness, Elowyn got up, turned off the nightlight, and quietly

next morning, before dawn, Quinlyn woke up.

over and got out, silently walking barefoot outside to the garden’s cobblestone path. She squatted down

large and one small, and their tread patterns matched

wasn’t a dream last night.

but smile, then quietly walked back

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lay back down.

sunlight streamed through the window,

+5

having slept, but feeling refreshed. She got up, walked to the closet, and

had never paid attention to clothes before, and

Mandy for help.

was now half–asleep, with her eyes barely open. At first, when Quinlyn mentioned getting dressed, she thought she was

date, the right dress is

me,” Quinlyn

and thought she was imagining it again. She opened her eyes to find Quinlyn on video, wearing several different outfits, layered together,

real. I must be dreaming. Quinlyn would never do something like this. But this dream feels

god,” Mandy muttered softly,

end of the video. “How did you know I have a

you about that? Hold on. Did she say something? When did Dad and

video call, ignoring Mandy’s odd behavior and feeling very satisfied with her outfit. As she turned to find shoes, she noticed another

packaging and model made Quinlyn smile. She walked over, carefully slicing open the box, only to find it filled with materials and

off, this was the fourth package Warren had sent

received a box of new foreign picture books.

in research, so he had gathered many rare domestic–controlled metals and related materials for her. At the bottom of the box, there was a card tucked inside. [I hope

Yet, Quinlyn

person,‘ she thought to herself. Quinlyn tossed the card back into the box, carried it to the storage room, and locked it away,

air was fresh, and the smell of delicious food drifted up from downstairs.

at the corner, she

as she straightened the hem of

curving with joy. “Good morning, darling.

Quinlyn heard Elowyn call her darling, her steps seemed to float. She smiled widely