When Yves learned that Suzie was coming over, he waited at home, showing care and concern for his niece. At this moment, he was dressed in light gray casual attire, still looking somewhat sleepy as he sat on the couch, flipping through medical books.After about half an hour, there was a knock on the door. Yves thought it was Suzie and got up to answer it. Before he could clearly see who was at the door, a figure darted inside like a cat, moving at remarkable speed."This time, I didn't climb in through the window; you opened the door for me yourself. You can't just kick me out like last time," Sean said, still appearing youthful with an added touch of maturity.Yves coldly replied, "Get out.""Why are you so unreasonable?" Sean complained, thinking Yves was too hard to win over. "I'll count to three. Don't blame me for using force," Yves warned, not wanting Suzie to overthink about his relationship with Sean.Sean slumped onto the couch, showing an attitude of indifference. "G
Suzie had chosen to come here because she knew Yves had lived alone for years. However, it was quite evident that he was not alone.Sean was confused, wondering who Suzie was. Yves stepped out and took Suzie's suitcase, insisting on carrying it inside. "He's just an unimportant person; just ignore him."Sean was displeased. "Who are you calling unimportant?"Yves shot him a look that said, "I decide who's unimportant."Sean was frustrated! Even so, he could not vent his anger on him! Suzie entered, her voice filled with curiosity. "Uncle Yves, is this my future 'aunt'?""What future 'aunt'..." Sean began to speak but stopped himself. He glanced at both of them and asked Suzie, "Are you his niece?"Suzie nodded. "Yes.""Considering your ages, you two look more like peers. Come on in and have a seat. What would you like to drink? I can make something for you," Sean remarked as he took Suzie's suitcase, making himself at home. Yves gave him a skeptical look, doubting Sean's s
"Why are you still here?" Yves glanced at the carefree and smiling Sean. Then, he added disdainfully, "Get out.""I have nowhere else to go," Sean replied pitifully.Yves did not care. "That's your problem; it has nothing to do with me.""But how can it have nothing to do with you? What will you do if I end up sleeping on the streets and accidentally get run over by a car? Won't it be too late to regret then?" Sean said, sounding genuinely concerned.Yves felt that this guy was becoming more theatrical by the minute."Just let me stay here. After all, you have so many bedrooms. "Letting me stay here won't make a difference," Sean continued persistently."Get out," Yves repeated.Sean plopped on the sofa, obviously hinting that if Yves wanted him out, he would have to carry him out himself."Uncle Yves, why don't you let him stay here?" Suzie thought she should assist Sean a little. After all, she liked helping other couples. "It would be livelier with one more person around."
Yves subtly furrowed his brow, and he glanced at Sean. As their eyes met, an unspoken tension seemed to linger between them, something that had quietly grown over time."Since Uncle Sean and you have no bad blood, why not let him stay? It would be nice to have someone accompany me in case I get bored," Suzie continued mischievously. Yves contemplated her suggestion. Suzie said, "You're not much of a talker, and I'm afraid I'll end up overthinking things if I'm alone for too long.""What could you possibly overthink?" Yves asked."Well, I came here mainly to change my environment and my mood. Recently, I confessed my feelings to someone I liked, but he rejected me," Suzie confessed earnestly, pushing aside any joking tone.After revealing her heartbreak, Suzie's mood remained slightly somber. However, she did not let the unpleasant atmosphere linger for too long and continued speaking on Sean's behalf, "So why don't you let Uncle Sean stay? Occasionally, he can keep me company a
"Do you really think I'm that type of person? Am I just letting anyone see me without clothes? If you saw it, that was because I wanted you to," Sean retorted. Yves ignored Sean's provocations and continued down the stairs, completely unbothered. Sean followed after him, not letting the topic drop. "It's only for you. If you don't believe me, you can ask the people I lived with. They've never seen me without clothes on."Yves paused his steps, and Sean stopped too. "What's wrong?" Sean asked."People you lived with?" Yves had caught onto Sean's phrasing."That's right. Since you didn't want me living with you, I would stay in those hostels. They cost just a few bucks a day, and you share the place with a bunch of people," Sean replied casually.Yves remained skeptical. How could someone like Sean, even without his Carter family connections anymore, possibly stay in such a place? After all, his wealth was sufficient to prevent such a situation."Find a more believable excuse
Suzie tip-toed back into her room and quietly closed the door. She could not help but think that Sean seemed quite skilled at flirting."I'm done with this conversation," Yves replied. He continued to appear casually disinterested as he walked downstairs."I'm a hopeless romantic for you." Sean playfully teased as he followed Yves, maintaining his lively demeanor. "What if I stop liking you and stop prioritizing you?"Yves responded coolly, "That's what I'm hoping for.""You're so heartless," Sean accused him."It's good that you're aware," Yves replied, unfazed."But I'm a softy. I can't bear the thought of not having you in my mind or not seeing you in my future," Sean admitted, expressing his affection.Yves had become immune to such romantic proclamations over the past five years. Sean had whispered sweet nothings into his ear daily, but his heart remained unmoved. After taking a sip of water, Yves headed to the living room and called out to Suzie, who had just emerged from
After a moment, Suzie could not resist her curiosity and asked Sean, who was sitting on the sofa looking handsome and incredibly charming, "Uncle Sean, how long have you and my Uncle Yves been together?""Longer than your crush," Sean replied."You've never managed to win him over?" Suzie asked. She could not imagine pursuing someone relentlessly for such a long time. In all these years, she had only occasionally returned to her home country to catch a glimpse of Moe or check on his well-being. Suzie loved Moe, but she also loved herself."I did win him over, but when we both liked each other, I messed up and lost him," Sean confessed with a hint of guilt in his voice. His smile had faded as he reminisced about the past."How did you lose him?""He overheard me telling my parents that I didn't like him and that I was only with him for fun and to use him," Sean said, his emotions complex even now.Suzie frowned. Sean sighed and continued, "But that wasn't what hurt him the mos
To be frank, Yves no longer felt the same heartache he did when he first saw Sean after what had happened. The grievances and complexities from the past have dissipated over these five years. However, there were still moments when he remembered being abandoned and used, hearing Sean say those hurtful things to him in person...Taking a few deep breaths to steady his emotions, Yves finally opened the door and entered, carrying some snacks."We were just wondering why it took you so long to come back," Suzie said with a smile."I brought you some snacks." Yves offered the bag to Suzie. "Let me know when you finish them, and I'll get you more.""Thank you, Uncle Yves," Suzie replied.For the rest of the day, Suzie chatted with them before retreating to the living room to work on issues related to Brandon's startup company. The problems were not minor, and resolving them would require time and effort. To turn a profit, they would need at least three more months.In the late afternoon