The outfit wasn't flashy-its appeal lay in its simplicity and comfort.

Lila then wore a plain down jacket over it.

After changing, she looked at Kieran and said softly, "Thank you, Uncle Kieran."

Kieran lowered his gaze, his expression serious. "Mrs. Morgan, don't you think it's time to call me something else?"

Lila froze. Calling her legal husband "Uncle" did feel awkward.

But after years of addressing him that way, switching to something else wasn't easy.

Kieran took her scarf from the coat rack and carefully wrapped it around her neck. She blinked, her bright, dewy eyes filled with a mix of confusion and vulnerability as if silently protesting.

He covered her eyes with his warm hand. "You're not playing fair," he said, his voice slightly hoarse.

Lila didn't understand what he meant. She gently moved his hand aside and looked at him again.

Kieran had masked the dark flicker in his eyes with a helpless smile. "Lila, can you call me by my name?"

Seeing her ears flush red, the affection in his eyes deepened. But he hadn't pushed her too hard.

hand in his. "Mrs. Morgan, shall

feeling her responses had been

something occurred to her. She asked, "Uncle Kieran, is the Clemence family's

kept his eyes on the road,

at her. She was looking out the window, lost

the white dress

wrong?" he

did you meet

voice was

velet

we were very young, shortly after

That was

slowly. So they were

abroad seven years ago, Kieran added. "After graduating, she stayed

hasn't

the idea that the girl held a

left and knew she hadn't come

Lila asked, "What

shot her a surprised glance, amused by her

excelled in school, went against her family's wishes, and chose

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255