“Why don’t you guess?” Jonathan countered.“Come on, if I knew, I wouldn’t have bothered to ask.” Lucas griped to himself. He then replied smoothly, “Why don’t you guess what I’m guessing?” “Why don’t you guess what my guess will be?” Jonathan retorted immediately. “Are you having fun?” Lucas rolled his eyes. He couldn’t believe a grown man could be this childish. Jonathan wasn’t the type to give in. He said dejectedly, “I answered only because I was afraid you might feel lonely. Usually, I wouldn’t even bother to answer when someone asked.”Why did that sound so familiar? That’s right; he’d said the same thing to Mommy before. He looked disdainfully at Jonathan. “Is this what they mean by blood connections?” After further reflection, he realized he was probably overthinking things since strange coincidences weren't uncommon.Scarlett lounged on the couch ungracefully, holding the plate of baked potatoes and savoring each bite deliciously. Feeling content that she could f
“Alright, time to eat. Sit down now, or the food will get cold.” Scarlett gestured for Lucas to sit down as she stopped dwelling on the matter. Initially, both Scarlett and Lucas dined with poise and grace. But it wasn’t long before they abandoned their manners and ate messily. Jonathan raised an eyebrow, wondering if they had been pretending to be cultured all along. Before he knew it, he was eating just like them, even fighting over food like a child.It took them two hours to finish dinner, which was quite a feat in Scarlett and Jonathan’s books. They rubbed their satisfied tummies, both of them feeling very full. "Lucas, clean up," Scarlett ordered.Lucas wouldn't compromise so easily. "Uncle Jonathan, clean up."Jonathan silently gave them a vicious stare, then stood up and cleared the table. Even his movements while cleaning up were elegant, and he did it so skillfully. The house was restored to its clean state in no time, leaving both Scarlett and Lucas impressed. They t
Macy Fairmont was Dylan’s sister. Even though Macy wished Scarlett would end up with her brother, she never pressured Scarlett and always advised her to go with the flow. She'd been Scarlett’s best friend for the past six years. They were of the same age, but Macy was more optimistic. She’d once been abandoned by a trashy guy she’d loved immensely and had been devastated when they broke up. However, it only took her three days to return to the happy and lively Macy. Perhaps she wasn’t that deeply in love, or she'd buried her feelings deep in her heart.There were many things that Scarlett only shared with Macy. Even though Dylan was her brother, Macy was extremely loyal and never revealed Scarlett’s secrets to him. She knew how to keep her personal and professional lives separate and would never let her emotions tie her down or hinder her thoughts. That was probably why they had a good relationship. There were times when Scarlett was lost, not knowing what to do next. There we
Macy was smiling, but the words she spat out were hurtful. Lucas wasn’t fond of others pinching his cheeks, but his mommy and Aunt Macy were the exceptions. He stopped dwelling on the matter, thinking it was better to be a good, obedient boy since Aunt Macy could be pretty unforgiving. He put on a smile and said, “Aunt Macy, Mommy's waiting for you inside.”“Really? She said she’s excited to see me but won’t come out to meet me?” Macy asked with rightful indignation. Lucas prayed for his mommy, as he hadn't meant to betray her. “I’m sorry, Mommy,” he thought to himself. He knew all too well that Aunt Macy was frightening. He could afford to offend his mommy, but never Aunt Macy. Of course, only his actions bore witness to his statement, as he never dared to speak it out loud. “Mommy, she… She’s too full and can’t move.” Lucas made an excuse for his mommy. “Forget it, let’s go in,” Macy said as she walked in without turning back.Lucas trotted behind her. “It wasn't me. Don’t a
Macy tried to ask her about it. “You don’t want to marry my brother?”Scarlett was afraid Dylan would get upset if Macy brought it up with him, so she gave a reflexive response. “That’s not true. Who said so? Dylan's a nice guy.”It was indeed the truth. Dylan was a nice guy. What was not to like? He had a good personality, was good-looking, didn’t have a temper, and many other great things. If there was a reason why they shouldn’t get married, it was because she wasn’t good enough for him. “I’ve told you before, it’s not love when you feel moved. You should think it over sometime. If you decide carelessly, you'll ruin not only your future but Dylan’s future as well. I think having mutual love and affection would be the best. You might think you’ll fall in love with my brother later, but nobody can be certain of the future. I hope you’ll end up with him too, but I'm against it if you don’t love him. I don’t wish for you both to end up unhappy. What’s the point if you’ll just be cor
“Sigh, why did I make my life a mess?” Scarlett wondered. She laid on the couch for another half an hour, letting her food almost digest completely, before going back to her room. Macy had also just finished showering and changed into the Mickey Mouse pajamas Lucas bought her, looking extremely cute. She had perfectly proportioned features, an attractive face shape, thick, wavy hair that cascaded down her back in a naturally seductive manner, and long limbs that accentuated her height. It was hard to imagine that a stunning woman like Macy had been abandoned, and Scarlett had never believed it. It was hard to find anyone as naturally beautiful as her. Even women with plastic surgery didn’t look as good as she did. That guy clearly didn’t know how lucky he was. Scarlett took in Macy's desirable appearance. “Wait for me obediently in bed. I’ll be pouncing on you after I’m done showering.”Macy raised an eyebrow. “I think I’ll be the one doing the pouncing, Scarlett.”“
Scarlett amusedly grabbed her phone and noticed it was an unknown number. She knew Macy wouldn't invade her privacy and didn’t say anything more. She called the number back, and after a few rings, somebody answered. She asked politely, “Hello, who's this?” “Who do you think?” The person on the other line was obviously angry. She immediately knew it was Jonathan, and he seemed to be in a sour mood. She raised her brows. “Wow, how did you get my number? And why do you sound like that? Did you call just to get angry at me? I don’t think I offended you.” She disregarded his anger and continued to provoke him. There finally came a day when she could attack him back. “Scarlett Langston!” Jonathan hissed through his teeth. “Here!” Scarlett answered promptly and loudly, like a student being called out in class. “What are you doing?” His voice was still cold. “I just finished showering; why? If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.” “Can’t I just call?” His response cleanly overt
“A pervert? She could speak to a pervert on the phone for so long, not warn them using some harassment law she knew, and even childishly provoke them?” Macy mused silently. She was impressed that Scarlett had managed to keep the conversation going for so long. Usually, with strangers, she would hang up in one or two sentences. Macy wasn't that naive, and it was the first time she’d actually wanted to dig into someone else’s private matters. “Mmhm, and?”“And? And what?” Scarlett played dumb.“You spoke to a pervert for that long? You didn’t sound like you hated them either.” Macy voiced her doubts. It was Scarlett's turn to be doubtful. “You were never this nosy before. Who's been teaching you lately?”“Hey, how dare you call me nosy?” As Macy said that, a pillow went flying out of her hand. The pillow just so happened to go in the direction of Scarlett’s face. Her first instinct was to cover her face with her hands, but since the pillow flew faster, her hand ended up on the p