Tangled Temptations

Chapter 392

In the grand Horigan Manor, the scent of food had been wafting through the air since early morning. With her culinary magic, Pauline had lovingly prepared a table brimming with favorites.

Linda's beloved mac and cheese, Eloise's cherished chicken pot pie, the hearty steak and potatoes that Daniel and Orlena always craved, and Luca's favorite, spaghetti bolognese.

The men of the family weren't often spoiled like this.

Harvey sat at the large round dining table, his coat already off, revealing a pure wool grey sweater that hugged his frame. His hand rested casually on Eloise's shoulder as he feigned indignation, "Mom, you're playing favorites!"

Pauline took her seat, her gaze shifting warmly between her children and their partners. Her heart swelled with contentment as she gently chided her son, "You and Orlena were always well looked after as kids. Am I not allowed to cook a few dishes for the youngsters without you getting jealous? Is this the behavior Eloise must put up with all the time?"

Harvey, dishing out the food to his wife, chuckled, "Me? Give her a hard time? No way! She holds the key to my happiness in her hands! I have to treat her well. If you don't believe me, Mom, just ask Eloise how well I wait on her!"

His words grew more teasing, causing Eloise to blush as she served him a slice of roast beef. Noticing her embarrassment, Harvey stopped teasing and simply smiled.

During the meal, Brett brought up the topic of his proposal.

Parker, bursting with pride, gestured grandly. "Let's discuss this matter after dinner in the study, gentlemen. It's serious business and deserves our full attention!"

Though Orlena already had a child, she blushed at the mention of marriage. She silently continued with her meal until Brett served her, whispering, "Aren't these your favorites? Why are you just having rice and no sides?"

Linda's voice, clear and high-pitched, chimed in, "Auntie's shy because she's marrying you, Uncle!"

Then, with a loud declaration, she added, "Auntie's cheeks are red!"

...

The atmosphere was charged with a delicate mix of emotions. Eloise offered an apologetic smile.

Harvey lifted Linda onto his lap, playfully patting her bottom. "Everything's perfect about you, except for that little mouth that never stops!"

and then refused to leave his lap, insisting on eating her meal from there. Harvey, who usually emphasized independence, surprisingly agreed this time. Not

glanced at him, curious about this

the opportunity to put the children down for a nap, giving himself and Eloise some alone

growing belly, Eloise found sleeping a bit less comfortable these days. She was also very conscious of her figure, so after meals, she would

the heating on high, making it cozy

Eloise from behind. From this angle, one couldn't tell she was pregnant, let alone that she had already birthed two children.

buried his nose in her

exercises and leaned into him, softly asking, "Why did you feed Linda today? You

he continued to stroke her belly, he deflected, "In

him. In a hushed tone, she began, "Harvey, about

the children, but she rarely fed Linda herself anymore. The little girl was already

Harvey understood her concerns.

She treats him like a little toy. But what's growing inside you is different, another little girl like Linda. Have you thought about how Linda might react to a

Jealousy was a natural feeling

Harvey whom he loved the most among his children, he would unhesitatingly say Linda. Linda was the child Eloise had fought so hard to

equally; there was often

it outright, but Eloise had figured it out. She wasn't upset. Instead, she gently stroked her belly and softly said, "Harvey, you're good at

affectionately in

arms around her, and they sat down together. He smiled gently and teased, "Mom's still around, and here you are,

he playfully tickled

Mom and Dad. As older siblings,

at her deeply, his gaze lingering before he leaned in to kiss her

was embarrassingly direct. Eloise, unaccustomed to such sentiment,

"I know, but even if he weren't,

was fond of Orlena. Perhaps it was a case

a knock at the door.

the door, so he went to open it. Brett was dressed in

"Brett, are you heading back to Brockville so