Even though the two of you are no longer related by blood, in the eyes of others, you've been siblings for thirty years. How long has it been since, and now you're walking out hand in hand, isn't this inviting gossip?
The butler thought to himself while walking out.
Thomas Smith stood outside the door quietly waiting, Olivia leaned closely against Thomas, deliberately pressing herself against him.
The early spring night wasn't warm, and with the strong wind tonight, standing there for a long time really felt a bit cold.
Thomas felt Olivia drawing close to his arms, so he reached out to shield her, feeling her body freezing from standing in the cold wind for so long. Thinking of his family enjoying the warmth in their mansion filled with heating, a sense of imbalance rose in Thomas's heart.
He was a part of this family too, the second Young Master of the Smith Family, why did he have to freeze outside?
Was it wrong to bring the woman he loved home to meet his parents?
