Hearing Mrs. Rowan praise him so highly, Claire rcer figured he must be a genuinely good person.
Although they had each married for their own reasons.
But knowing she was partnering with soone of sound character, she no longer had any reservations.
’After all, a woman of Mrs. Rowan’s stature would have no reason to lie to .’
"Yes." Claire rcer glanced at Adrian Sutton with a smile.
"He really is a good person, and he’s very good to ."
Mrs. Rowan held Claire rcer’s hand in satisfaction and said earnestly.
"In a way, considering your backgrounds, you two are kindred spirits."
"For two kindred spirits like you to find your way to each other is a special kind of fate."
"Since you’re married now, you should live your lives well from now on."
"You must be tolerant, understanding, and respectful of each other."
Claire rcer nodded obediently. "I know, Godmother."
Mrs. Rowan then started to give Claire a few words of caution.
She was worried that if Adrian kept things from her, it might lead them to a bad end.
"When two people live together, friction is inevitable."
"And no one is perfect."
"As long as it’s not a matter of principle—like cheating, dostic violence, or breaking the law—I don’t think it’s a major issue."
"Godmother knows you’re a good girl, and I genuinely like and approve of you."
"So I truly hope that you and Adrian can be happy together."
After speaking, Mrs. Rowan turned to look at Adrian Sutton, her expression serious.
"From now on, you must treat Claire well. You absolutely cannot bully her."
"If I ever find out you’ve done anything to wrong her, I definitely won’t let you off easy."
"I... I understand. You can rest assured. I will be good to her for the rest of my life."
Hearing his words, Claire rcer felt her cheeks grow warm unconsciously.
Even though she knew he was just playing along with her act, her heart still skipped a beat for so inexplicable reason.
Then, Silas Rowan, who was itching for a go at Adrian Sutton, finally seized his chance to speak.
"Brother-in-law, you’d better be a man of your word and treat my sister well."
"If you bully her, I won’t let you off the hook either."
He put heavy emphasis on the word "brother-in-law."
Adrian Sutton scoffed internally, cursing Silas under his breath.
On the surface, however, he was all smiles. "...Alright, I get it, brother!"
He, in turn, put heavy emphasis on the word "brother," making his displeasure with Silas Rowan perfectly clear.
’Heh!’
’This kid takes every opportunity he can to get one over on .’
’I’m clearly his older cousin, yet he insists I call him "brother."’
’Now, using his connection to Claire, he’s blatantly taking advantage of . It’s just too shaless.’
’But that’s fine. There’ll be plenty of opportunities for ’revenge’ later.’
’I’m in no hurry.’
The group sat in the living room chatting idly, the atmosphere perfectly harmonious.
Adrian Sutton really enjoyed this joyful and congenial atmosphere.
On one side was the person he loved most, and on the other, the person who was his closest family.
That they could get along so well was, to him, the very picture of happiness.
Lunch at the Rowan Family’s ho was a sumptuous affair.
There were no expensive or extravagant delicacies, but rather a spread of Rhonia’s famous signature ho-style dishes, all prepared with great care and exquisite presentation.
After taking her seat, Claire rcer noticed that many of the dishes were her favorites.
’Is this a coincidence?’
For the sake of her precious nephew’s happiness, Mrs. Rowan had truly spared no effort.
She seized every opportunity to boost his standing in Claire rcer’s eyes.
"Adrian ntioned yesterday that you two were coming ho today. He even gave Silas a list of your favorite dishes, so I had the kitchen prepare them. Go on, have a taste and see if you like them."
Saying this, Mrs. Rowan served a piece of spicy boiled fish to Claire rcer, who sat beside her.
"Thank you, Godmother." Claire rcer smiled at Mrs. Rowan.
She then unconsciously glanced at Adrian Sutton.
Just in ti to see Adrian Sutton looking right back at her.
A gentle smile played on his lips.
Claire rcer quickly averted her gaze, her heart beating a little fast.
’He’s... really good to .’
’He even rembers what I like.’
’This makes wonder... were all those favorite dishes of mine he cooked at ho actually made specially for ?’
Claire rcer didn’t dwell on it, nor did she want to overthink things.
’Actually, it’s quite nice, our relationship just as it is.’
During the al, the Rowan family took great care of Claire rcer.
They were consistently warm and attentive, deeply afraid of slighting her in any way.
As lunch was drawing to a close, Mrs. Rowan said to Claire rcer.
"By the way, we’re planning to host a formal adoption ceremony on the sixth to officially welco you as a daughter of the Rowan Family."
"Although I already announced that I was taking you as my goddaughter at my birthday banquet,"
"we never held a proper ceremony, so it seems unofficial and might make outsiders think we don’t value you."
"That’s why those shaless bastards dared to bully you like that, thinking you had no one backing you up."
Mrs. Rowan grew very angry just thinking about the people who had bullied Claire rcer.
"Once we hold the official ceremony, you will be one of the Rowan Family."
"We may not be so incredibly powerful family, but we can at least protect you and keep you from being bullied again. What do you think?"
Claire rcer hadn’t expected the Rowan Family to actually hold a special adoption ceremony just for her, to formally announce her status to everyone.
To this day, she still couldn’t understand why Mrs. Rowan liked her so much.
’It’s probably fate. The connections between people are so mysterious.’
However, while she was surprised by their plan to hold the ceremony, she was also deeply moved.
This was the first ti she had ever felt the love and care of parents and a brother. Compared to her ti with the rcer Family, it was like night and day.
Her heart felt warm now. She felt so happy, so happy that her eyes couldn’t help but well up with tears.
"Godmother, thank you. I’ll do as you say."
"Good." Mrs. Rowan smiled happily.
"Then leave all the arrangents to your godmother. All you have to do is show up."
Claire rcer nodded obediently. "Okay."
After the matter of the adoption ceremony was settled, Silas Rowan thought the al could finally co to an end.
He had been on edge throughout the entire al.
He was terrified that his mother, seeing that even Adrian Sutton was married, would start pressuring him to get married again.
Now, as the al neared its end, his mother’s attention had yet to fall on him. He was secretly celebrating and breathing a sigh of relief.
But he never expected his mother’s marriage-pestering to co so suddenly.
"Oh, right, Claire, if you know any single young won, could you keep an eye out for your brother?"
"You’re a good girl, so your friends must be good people, too."
"I don’t have many requirents for a future daughter-in-law. As long as her character is good and she doesn’t have any ssy relationships, she’s acceptable to ."
"Your brother is getting on in years and still has never been in a relationship."
"People his age already have kids in kindergarten! I’m getting really anxious."
After speaking, Mrs. Rowan leaned mysteriously toward Claire rcer’s ear.
With a worried expression, she said, "To be honest, I’m really worried he doesn’t like won, you know?"
Hearing this, Claire rcer couldn’t help but gasp, "Huh?"
She looked up at Silas Rowan, her face a mask of disbelief.
’A distinguished and handso young man like him... could he really not like won?’
And Silas Rowan, receiving Claire rcer’s probing gaze, looked completely speechless.
Although his mother’s voice wasn’t loud, Silas Rowan, sitting not far from her, still heard it.
’Worried I don’t like won?’
’Does that an she thinks I like n?’
Silas Rowan’s face darkened.
’How can my own mother be so ridiculous?’
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