Cecelia looked at everyone with a smile, "We're all family, I prepared all the food today. There was a delay in the handover in the morning, and the preparation was a bit rushed. You guys talk first, I'll prepare some more, and we'll be ready to eat soon."
"Wait, Mom, I'll help you cook with me." Joyce stepped forward to hold Cecelia , affectionately.
"No, you walk around the house and look around. I'm giving you my original master bedroom, which I've had packed out. It's on the second floor, and the back garden, so you can go for a stroll too, and I had it all tidied up this morning." Cecelia smiled.
Joyce looked around, in fact, she had a number in mind.
Once Cecelia returned to the Heath residence, it must have been all cleaned up, and there was no trace of Charlotte left behind. It was as if Charlotte had never lived here.
The reason why she was given the master bedroom was surely because she didn't want her to have any interaction with the place where Charlotte had been.
"No, Mom, there's plenty of time tomorrow. Isn't it the same whenever you watch it in your own home? I'll help you make dinner first. You've worked hard all day, don't be too tired." Joyce thoughtfully pulled Cecelia into the kitchen with her.
"Good." Cecelia looked at her understanding daughter, her eyes full of smiles.
Luther watched Joyce's back as she walked towards the kitchen, her thin lips opened, wanting to say something but finally not saying anything.
She's fine, Andres is upstairs playing. Leaving him here alone to talk to Chris alone?
This woman, simply ...
Chris, with his arms around his chest, did not hide the admiration in his eyes and said, "You can enter the kitchen and leave the hall. A hundred hits, a great fighter, the Hurley style."
He said lightly, "We're all grateful for your help in rescuing Cecelia. But now, it seems that there is not much need for you to stay here?"
Chris laughed, "Why is that unnecessary? I had the pleasure of meeting my cousin, so of course we had to spend more time together."
Luther face suddenly black down, this is the face are not?
A mouth a cousin, obviously already out of the five services of distant relatives, called so cordial. Obviously deliberately close the distance, let people nest fire.
"Get along more? She's a married woman, don't you know?" Luther finally laid it out on the table, "She's my wife!"
Chris actually figured out later that Joyce's marriage to Luther was still valid, and not a divorce as he thought. He also lost his heart for a few days. However, this did not prevent him from appreciating Joyce.
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