Chapter 577

"Gwyn, why don't you take Celia and Chris outside for a bit? The adults need to talk."

Victoria's tone was as sweet as if she were coaxing a child.

What did she mean, "the adults"? Hawthorne, apparently considering himself one

of them, made no move to leave. Gwyneth could only sigh, especially since Hawthorne was giving her that affectionate, indulgent look.

"Go on," he said gently, ruffling her hair. "I'll come find you in a little while."

Gwyneth hesitated, caught off guard by the warmth in his eyes. For a moment, they just looked at each other, and in the end, she gave in.

"Fine," she said, resigned.

As soon as Gwyneth and her siblings left the dining room, Victoria's demeanor changed; her usual warmth replaced by a rare seriousness.

"Gwyn isn't like other girls," she said, fixing Hawthorne with a steady gaze. "If you're truly set on marrying her, you need to be prepared."

Hawthorne's face remained calm, his voice steady. "I understand."

But Victoria shook her head. "No, I don't think you do. Gwyn suffers from a severe psychological condition. It's my fault-"

throat and her eyes turned red.

said next was already

you're still willing

hope Gwyneth would marry soon, but

shouldn't bear the

Victoria completely off

"Maybe that's exactly what makes Gwyn so endearing, and so

the family patriarch had heard anyone describe

mechanism. Unless McNeil woke up, no one could say how long Gwyneth would remain like this. If things went badly, she could spend

the Langford

just trying to escape reality, blaming herself

say more. I've made up my mind I'm marrying

three of them talked for nearly half an hour,

day for family, a day when hearts

days, you can get a marriage license in different counties," Thorpe chimed in,

was so surprised she didn't know

"That's what I was thinking

point in leaving things

everyone breathed a

to the dining room, all eyes turned to

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