Chapter 383

*Kids are too young to tell who they resemble. And there are many strangers in the world who look alike,” I said, suppressing a hint of unease in my heart and wearing a calm and composed smile.

Barbara immediately chimed in, “Exactly. My daughter still looks like a bit of a mixed bag. She doesn’t resemble me, her father, or any of the grandparents. Guess we’ll have to wait until she grows up.”

She had a daughter, nearly one year old then, who indeed doesn’t resemble her or Silas much.

“Right. Upon closer inspection, she doesn’t seem to resemble anyone.” Cooper, realizing he misspoke, hurriedly corrected himself.

I laughed it off, not dwelling on that issue any longer. Even if everyone said Brandon looked like Neil Whitmore, so what? I wouldn’t admit it.

The topic was dropped and the atmosphere returned to normal. Everyone chatted and laughed, but a sense of unease lingered in my heart.

Appearance is beyond control.

What if Brandon grew up to resemble Neil more and more, just like Hiram, who could have been recognized as Neil’s son with just one glance? What would I do

then?

How would I explain it?

At noon, my parents prepared a feast of dishes, delicious and plentiful. The tables were full and the lively atmosphere gradually improved my mood. Setting aside my worries, I enjoyed the gathering with my friends.

After lunch, everyone was enjoying their dessert and coffee. The children who could walk and run were playing together, while the infants were being held and cooed.

Suddenly, Mitch received a phone call. After glancing at the caller ID, he gave me a guilty look.

He took his phone outside to answer the call. Even though I couldn’t hear what he said, he didn’t come back in right after the call. Instead, he lingered by the front door as if waiting for someone.

any longer!” After a while, Mitch rushed in, “Rena, where’s the restroom? I drank a bit

pointed him to the bathroom,

about to close it when a figure walked in

shirt with his sleeves rolled up, revealing the beautiful lines of his toned arms. His black wristwatch

here? I immediately

noticed Neil’s arrival, and

walked out ready

up and reached Neil before my mom, “Neil, you’re here. I was

restroom!”

Rosemont? What was he doing here

landed on me, as if deliberately ignoring me. I

stuff?” Neil asked

you to get it!” Mitch quickly led Neil out of the yard, looking

followed him out. But just then, Serena and Brandon started crying

couldn’t hold both at once. I

wouldn’t stop crying no matter how much we cooed. I decided to take Serena outside for some fresh air, sometimes they just wanted to

crying. I called my mom over, “Mom, bring Brandon

out, and everyone

over and reached out, “Let me hold

the next second, the little one started crying again. She seemed unwilling, which

tried to hold Brandon, but

put their own children aside and tried to hold Serena and Brandon. But

can hold them. What’s going on today?” My

It couldn’t have been some sort of bloodline intuition, could it?

way! That just seemed too mystical!

where’s your bag? I put something in there and forgot to take it out.”

pointed to the living room.

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