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Chapter 1792

With the thought of Darcie caring for her late mother, Wenham's expression softened. "I've bought two tickets for the theater. Are you free tomorrow afternoon?"

Darcie couldn't help but feel surprised. Throughout their lengthy marriage, it had consistently been her responsibility to arrange their outings. Wenham rarely took the initiative, and when he did, it was usually in response to invitations from friends.

Her raised eyebrows turned into a warm smile as she asked, "Sure. What time is the show?"

"Three o'clock. I'll pick you up tomorrow," Wenham replied.

Darcie nodded in agreement. As Wenham ate his soup, he addressed the unspoken tension between them. "I've raised Jaylene for twenty years, treating her as my own. Being separated from Stella for over two decades and only recently reconnecting, I might sometimes be a bit biased. Please don't read too much into it."

With a calm tone, Darcie responded, "I understand. You don't need to explain. I know I was in the wrong before. It
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