Chapter 180: Chapter 176 The Unspoken Secret
“Heh~”
Carlos maintained that sa haughty expression, arms crossed, full of disdain in his tone,
“Is the villa out of servants, or has the Carter Family gone bankrupt?
Why does a young lady who only knows how to eat and spend money have to help take care of people?
As soon as you finish eating, go straight back.”
Maria Carter imdiately adopted a drama queen stance upon hearing this, her eyes instantly reddened, and she pouted, looking aggrieved like a scolded puppy.
She quickly clung to Emily Parker’s hand, her arm gently shaking, acting all cutesy: “Sister-in-law, look at my brother~”
Her pitiful appearance made it seem like she was the most wronged person in the world.
Emily Parker looked at the two siblings, finding the situation both infuriating and amusing.
Although she had a sister nad Sophie Parker, it wasn’t quite the sa.
Maria Carter was essentially her first real sister-in-law.
After spending ti with Maria, she grew very fond of this straightforward girl.
Though Maria was usually spoiled and willful, she never dropped the ball at crucial monts and had helped her several tis, for which Emily was always grateful.
So she hurriedly tried to smooth things over: “Okay, okay, the food’s ready, let’s eat first.”
As soon as she said this, Maria, like a puppy receiving a command, perked up and eagerly went to get the rice and set the table, moving quickly and efficiently.
Carlos watched his sister and shook his head helplessly, his anger dissipating significantly.
At the dining table, as Maria shoveled food into her mouth, she excitedly launched into her “persuasion” mode.
Initially, Carlos kept a stern face, unmoved, but couldn’t resist Maria’s pestering, especially with Emily chiming in with so good words. Finally, he sighed in resignation and nodded in agreent.
Seeing this, Maria bead with joy, her smile brighter than flowers blooming in spring, and she grew even more fond of Emily.
In truth, Carlos agreed for reasons he couldn’t easily explain.
Lately, every night, he had been tornted.
Every ti he lay down, even if he deliberately kept a distance from Emily, her faint fragrance would still waft into his nostrils, teasing his heartstrings.
When they slept, even inadvertent physical contact was like an electric current, instantly tensing his body.
More than once, he had woken up in a hot sweat in the middle of the night, his mind replaying the scene in the cinema from that day.
Sharing a bed, he wasn’t a eunuch, and those images kept flashing through his mind like a carousel.
To make matters worse, Emily, barely four months pregnant, wasn’t gaining weight where she should, but was instead more attractive where she shouldn’t be.
This was an extrely critical period, genuinely a dangerous ti.
Carlos was clear that he mustn’t let things “get out of hand” now; a slight mistake could endanger Emily and the baby’s safety.
In desperation, he had secretly taken cold showers several nights, and with the weather getting colder, he was finding it hard to hold out.
Unexpectedly, Maria’s sudden visit broke his awkward situation, sparing him the headache of figuring out how to solve this tricky problem.
In the villa, the makeshift family of three was having a warm al.
anwhile, Sophie Parker and the Willow Family were also having dinner together.
The Willow Family had been in unprecedented straits recently due to Grace Willow’s incident of selling small clinic scalper numbers.
Grace endured considerable suffering while held in detention, and when she appeared before her family again, she seed much more haggard, with fatigue and hardship written all over her face, and the wrinkles seed much deeper overnight.
Fortunately, Adam Willow ran around, exhausting all efforts to gather the money, getting Grace bailed out.
Alia Willow was upset with her mother for quite so ti because she, too, got caught up in the scalper issues. The scalper numbers she excitedly gifted to so teachers and friends turned to useless pieces of paper.
Upon hearing this, Liliana and her clique seized the opportunity to mock and taunt her behind her back, the harsh words like needles pricking Alia’s heart.
Fortunately, her boyfriend Charles Pond stayed by her side, helping her through troubles, speaking on her behalf, providing comfort and encouragent.
This support helped Alia regain so spirit, pinning all her hopes on the upcoming art performance with the expectation she could shine on stage and vindicate herself.
However, a tricky problem now presented itself before her.
Alia listlessly poked at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks and discreetly glanced at her brother, Adam Willow, sitting opposite.
Adam had little appetite as well, barely touching the food before him.
He had been diligently emailing Dr. X at the address Emily Parker had given him, each email filled with anticipation.
Usually, Dr. X would respond quickly, but this ti, there was no reply, like a stone sinking into the sea.
After three days without any response, Adam grew anxious, unsure what had happened with Dr. X. Had he forgotten about his “future student?”
“Auntie’s stead pork was delicious.”
Sophie Parker’s voice broke the silence at the dining table; her face beaming with a bright smile as she spoke while placing another piece of stead pork into her mouth.
To thank her for helping raise the bail money, Grace Willow had specially invited her over for dinner.
“Brother, did you find the dance videos I asked you to look for earlier?”
Alia couldn’t hold back her eagerness, put down her chopsticks, and looked at Adam eagerly.
The movent of Adam’s hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and he secretly cursed.
Already bothered by the unresponsiveness of Dr. X, he was now even more unsure how to answer.
After hesitating for a mont, he vaguely replied: “There are plenty of videos online, and I’ve been so swamped recently that I haven’t had ti to search.
You can just find so dance videos online; you’re sure to find sothing suitable.”
Last year, Alia had amazed everyone at the art performance with her unique dance moves, securing the first prize.
Back then, those distinctive dance moves had been found by Adam from foreign websites he’d jumped to;
the dostic networks had nothing similar at that ti, enabling her to stand out and captivate everyone on stage.
However, Alia didn’t know, and with Adam busy with nurous hospital affairs, he truly couldn’t spare the ti to help her find videos abroad. In reality, the videos the previous year were actually found by Emily.
Now, with the strained relationship between Adam and Emily, where he was blacklisted and contact with her was a distant dream, how could he dare ask Emily for videos again?
Beside them, hearing her brother’s words, Alia looked displeased, pouting and grumbling: “You were busy last year too, and you found them quickly. Why is it so difficult this year?”
Sophie laughed to ease the situation: “What’s difficult about this? Do you really need your brother for this?
I’m an art student, after all; I’m familiar with choreography.
Show your previous dance videos; I might be able to choreograph a more spectacular dance for you, so you’ll definitely win another prize at this year’s art performance.”
As she spoke, she confidently raised an eyebrow, exuding assurance from her gaze.
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