Chapter 910 Special Edition: Conversation Between Siblings

Emelie had clearly been there for a while, having brewed tea for herself.

As Wesley entered the room, she lifted her cup and asked, "Would you like some tea?'

Wesley was struck by the realization that Emelie was the head of the Baliz subsidiary. Since her information was registered in the office's security system, she was free to come and go as she pleased.

Wesley opened the door to the rest area and walked over to her with even steps. His immaculate leather shoes left no marks on the fur carpet as he made his way to the couch.

He took the tea she offered, his gaze involuntarily drifting to her abdomen. At over five months pregnant, she was obviously showing.

Emelie was dressed in a mint green dress today. It was loose and airy, perfect for summer. She also looked very refreshed.

He asked, 'Is it okay to drink tea while pregnant?"

"A little is fine," she replied.

Wesley nodded, took a sip of the tea. As the sweetness spread through his mouth and down his tight throat, he frowned and looked at the cup.

Emelie noticed his dislike for the tea and chuckled in amusement. "Do you like it? It's black tea that I brought back from Thalassa."

"I don't really like it," he admitted.

Wesley was rather old-fashioned at times and had a preference for traditional things. He believed tea should have a distinct flavor. It was fine if it tasted bitter or astringent, but not if it was sweet

it, I'll give the rest to Ash in a few days," Emelie said, putting away the opened tea

cup and asked, "When did

then came here

the wooden box from her. "What

replied, "It's a backgammon set

opened the box and looked at the game pieces, puzzled. "I don't know how to play. It

like you taught me how to play Go." Wesley looked up at her, feeling a wave of emotion that nearly disrupted his composed

had been made public, and it had been a year and two months since they last

felt

so casually about their past when they

was a set of custom-made chairs and a

board

they sat facing each other, Emelie explained the rules of the game. They were simple,

her pieces according to the number rolled. When it was Wesley's turn, she suddenly said, 'You've been

you have stayed

rolled a three and moved his pieces three steps, only to land on a space marked "Return to Start", effectively

"I wasn't avoiding you. You didn't come

dice. "In the past, even if I didn't seek you out, you would still come to see me. This time, I waited for a year and two months, but you never came. Wesley,

As if by some cruel twist of fate, it landed on a three once more,

asked, "How long did it take you to accept our

to reflect. "When William first told me, I claimed that I didn't believe it. But deep down, I suspected it. I had Lyle investigate, and after discovering the truth, I cried, drank, and let myself fall apart for a while. Eventually,

on three again, he felt as if fate itself was mocking him. After years of relentless work, he still found himself stuck in his original place, unable to

truly willing to marry me back then, or was that wedding

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