Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 138: Chapter 138
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"Rosemary, eat more. You've lost weight these past few days." Austin picked up a piece of meat and placed it in Rosemary's bowl, his face showing no hint of panic.
It was as if he believed I hadn't seen what I had. Or even if I had, what could I possibly do about it?
After all, everyone at the table knew that although Austin and Rosemary weren't related by blood, their bond was stronger than that of most siblings.
Even if I exposed what I'd witnessed, no one would believe me.
Most likely, Austin would twist the truth, accusing me of harboring resentment over our breakup and trying to tarnish their pure sibling relationship out of spite.
I wasn't about to create trouble for myself. In fact, I'd prefer if they stayed tangled up in their sordid little affair.
Maybe one day, I could even give Amanda a surprise revelation.
With Rosemary's possessive nature, there was no way she would sit back and watch another woman steal the brother who doted on her.
After the elderly couple finished their meal, they left the table. The moment they were gone, the dining room fell into a brief silence.
I nearly laughed out loud. So the harmonious family scene had been just for show. This family was really funny.
"Alex, Mom's health isn't great. You should be more understanding. She's only looking out for you." Kayden spoke with the tone of someone offering heartfelt advice.
Alex looked at him with a faint smile. "You're right, Kayden. But if I recall correctly, didn't you run away a month before marrying Amanda? It was Aloysius who had to send people to drag you back."
The room plunged into dead silence.
If I knew Amanda at all, she should have exploded by now, demanding answers from her husband. But she sat quietly, her expression calm.
I couldn't believe she'd suddenly found patience. The only explanation was that she'd known all along that Kayden had never loved her.
Austin had never mentioned his parents' relationship troubles to me, but I'd always noticed that Kayden preferred fishing, playing sports, or sipping tea alone rather than spending time with Amanda.
They maintained a courteous facade, but the distance between them was obvious.
When they stood together, it was impossible to tell that they were a couple.
Now I finally understood why Amanda disliked me so much and thought Austin treated me well. It was because her marriage was miserable, and she couldn't stand seeing anyone else happy, not even her son.
Kayden glanced at Alex, his face betraying no anger. Instead, he raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "That was just youthful foolishness. Look at us now. Haven't Amanda and I built a good life together?"
"Indeed, Kayden, you're lucky. Ever since you married Amanda, you've lived a carefree life, with no worries to weigh you down." Alex sighed, his voice tinged with mock regret.
He added, "I don't have your freedom. I have endless responsibilities... At least I need one thing in my life to bring me peace. Otherwise, how could I ever feel balanced?"
I froze for a moment. Alex was truly something else. He could deliver a devastating insult without a single vulgar word, cutting straight to the heart.
His message was clear. Kayden had no burdens in life except for marrying Amanda.
While Alex juggled countless tasks, making it only fair for him to choose a wife who made him happy. Now he resisted against his parents, but it was no big deal to him.
Kayden merely smiled, raising his tiny wine glass and draining it in one gulp.
The glass was so small, he could probably drink dozens without feeling a thing.
"Alex, Kayden is just worried you'll upset Mom. It wouldn't be good if it caused a rift." Celine Herrera, Alex's sixth sister, spoke up, trying to smooth things over.
It seemed that everyone at the table had caught the veiled sarcasm in Alex's tone.
"Celine, you make it sound like Mom and I have a terrible relationship. Since when do a mother and son hold grudges overnight?" Alex forced a smile, one that didn't reach his eyes.
He continued, "It's rare for us all to gather like this. Strange that your husband isn't here. Is he out of the country again? What a coincidence. He always seems to be missing these little family reunions."
The room instantly fell silent. Some of the younger ones even took a deep breath and quickly lowered their heads, afraid that this invisible battlefield would somehow drag them in.
It was terrifying. I finally understood why Austin had always been wary of Alex.
This guy had a razor-sharp tongue, capable of slicing through someone's pride with a smile.
It seemed that I should speak less in front of him. No need to dig my own grave.
Trying to play mind games with him would be as foolish as wielding a blade in front of a master swordsman.
Celine was caught completely off guard by Alex's retort and found herself momentarily speechless.
She looked pitiful, but honestly, she had it coming.
If she didn't have the skill to mediate, she shouldn't have tried in the first place. Now she was left to swallow the humiliation in silence.
After witnessing the interaction at the table, I saw things more clearly. The Herrera family's influence in Newton City had a lot to do with their children, who played a major role in securing resources and connections.
Using their own children to strengthen their power was a profitable deal. But it seemed like most of the older siblings' marriages were far from happy.
Aside from Aloysius and Linda, who seemed to have a decent relationship, the rest of them barely got by.
"Rosemary, can you pass me the shrimp? I want some." A soft, sweet voice suddenly cut through the silence, easing the tension in the room.
I looked up and saw Wanda, the young girl sitting beside Linda. She was Aloysius and Linda's youngest daughter, barely ten years old.
She was a beautiful child, especially her eyes, which bore a striking resemblance to her father's. Even the way she furrowed her brows was just like him.
Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat. Looking at Wanda, I couldn't help but recall a photo Rosemary and Austin had taken together.
Something about it had always felt off. Now, I finally understood why. But how could such a thing even be possible?
Rosemary handed the plate of shrimp to Wanda, who smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you."
"Rosemary, weren't you at the Hill family's estate with Juliet? How is she doing?" Linda asked casually.
As expected, Linda had a way of shifting the conversation so seamlessly that no one even noticed the change.
Rosemary sighed. "She had a high fever for several days. I only left once it finally broke."
"Oh dear, she caught a cold? Are you feeling alright?" Linda's voice carried an unmistakable hint of disdain.
"No, the doctor said Juliet wasn't sick. She was just in shock. That's why her fever wouldn't go down," Rosemary quickly explained.
"Ivan still hasn't returned after running away?" Linda raised her brows in surprise.
I was stunned. Leave home? I smirked. So Ivan had been keeping things from me after all.
It was as if he believed I hadn't seen what I had. Or even if I had, what could I possibly do about it?
After all, everyone at the table knew that although Austin and Rosemary weren't related by blood, their bond was stronger than that of most siblings.
Even if I exposed what I'd witnessed, no one would believe me.
Most likely, Austin would twist the truth, accusing me of harboring resentment over our breakup and trying to tarnish their pure sibling relationship out of spite.
I wasn't about to create trouble for myself. In fact, I'd prefer if they stayed tangled up in their sordid little affair.
Maybe one day, I could even give Amanda a surprise revelation.
With Rosemary's possessive nature, there was no way she would sit back and watch another woman steal the brother who doted on her.
After the elderly couple finished their meal, they left the table. The moment they were gone, the dining room fell into a brief silence.
I nearly laughed out loud. So the harmonious family scene had been just for show. This family was really funny.
"Alex, Mom's health isn't great. You should be more understanding. She's only looking out for you." Kayden spoke with the tone of someone offering heartfelt advice.
Alex looked at him with a faint smile. "You're right, Kayden. But if I recall correctly, didn't you run away a month before marrying Amanda? It was Aloysius who had to send people to drag you back."
The room plunged into dead silence.
If I knew Amanda at all, she should have exploded by now, demanding answers from her husband. But she sat quietly, her expression calm.
I couldn't believe she'd suddenly found patience. The only explanation was that she'd known all along that Kayden had never loved her.
Austin had never mentioned his parents' relationship troubles to me, but I'd always noticed that Kayden preferred fishing, playing sports, or sipping tea alone rather than spending time with Amanda.
They maintained a courteous facade, but the distance between them was obvious.
When they stood together, it was impossible to tell that they were a couple.
Now I finally understood why Amanda disliked me so much and thought Austin treated me well. It was because her marriage was miserable, and she couldn't stand seeing anyone else happy, not even her son.
Kayden glanced at Alex, his face betraying no anger. Instead, he raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "That was just youthful foolishness. Look at us now. Haven't Amanda and I built a good life together?"
"Indeed, Kayden, you're lucky. Ever since you married Amanda, you've lived a carefree life, with no worries to weigh you down." Alex sighed, his voice tinged with mock regret.
He added, "I don't have your freedom. I have endless responsibilities... At least I need one thing in my life to bring me peace. Otherwise, how could I ever feel balanced?"
I froze for a moment. Alex was truly something else. He could deliver a devastating insult without a single vulgar word, cutting straight to the heart.
His message was clear. Kayden had no burdens in life except for marrying Amanda.
While Alex juggled countless tasks, making it only fair for him to choose a wife who made him happy. Now he resisted against his parents, but it was no big deal to him.
Kayden merely smiled, raising his tiny wine glass and draining it in one gulp.
The glass was so small, he could probably drink dozens without feeling a thing.
"Alex, Kayden is just worried you'll upset Mom. It wouldn't be good if it caused a rift." Celine Herrera, Alex's sixth sister, spoke up, trying to smooth things over.
It seemed that everyone at the table had caught the veiled sarcasm in Alex's tone.
"Celine, you make it sound like Mom and I have a terrible relationship. Since when do a mother and son hold grudges overnight?" Alex forced a smile, one that didn't reach his eyes.
He continued, "It's rare for us all to gather like this. Strange that your husband isn't here. Is he out of the country again? What a coincidence. He always seems to be missing these little family reunions."
The room instantly fell silent. Some of the younger ones even took a deep breath and quickly lowered their heads, afraid that this invisible battlefield would somehow drag them in.
It was terrifying. I finally understood why Austin had always been wary of Alex.
This guy had a razor-sharp tongue, capable of slicing through someone's pride with a smile.
It seemed that I should speak less in front of him. No need to dig my own grave.
Trying to play mind games with him would be as foolish as wielding a blade in front of a master swordsman.
Celine was caught completely off guard by Alex's retort and found herself momentarily speechless.
She looked pitiful, but honestly, she had it coming.
If she didn't have the skill to mediate, she shouldn't have tried in the first place. Now she was left to swallow the humiliation in silence.
After witnessing the interaction at the table, I saw things more clearly. The Herrera family's influence in Newton City had a lot to do with their children, who played a major role in securing resources and connections.
Using their own children to strengthen their power was a profitable deal. But it seemed like most of the older siblings' marriages were far from happy.
Aside from Aloysius and Linda, who seemed to have a decent relationship, the rest of them barely got by.
"Rosemary, can you pass me the shrimp? I want some." A soft, sweet voice suddenly cut through the silence, easing the tension in the room.
I looked up and saw Wanda, the young girl sitting beside Linda. She was Aloysius and Linda's youngest daughter, barely ten years old.
She was a beautiful child, especially her eyes, which bore a striking resemblance to her father's. Even the way she furrowed her brows was just like him.
Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat. Looking at Wanda, I couldn't help but recall a photo Rosemary and Austin had taken together.
Something about it had always felt off. Now, I finally understood why. But how could such a thing even be possible?
Rosemary handed the plate of shrimp to Wanda, who smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you."
"Rosemary, weren't you at the Hill family's estate with Juliet? How is she doing?" Linda asked casually.
As expected, Linda had a way of shifting the conversation so seamlessly that no one even noticed the change.
Rosemary sighed. "She had a high fever for several days. I only left once it finally broke."
"Oh dear, she caught a cold? Are you feeling alright?" Linda's voice carried an unmistakable hint of disdain.
"No, the doctor said Juliet wasn't sick. She was just in shock. That's why her fever wouldn't go down," Rosemary quickly explained.
"Ivan still hasn't returned after running away?" Linda raised her brows in surprise.
I was stunned. Leave home? I smirked. So Ivan had been keeping things from me after all.
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