Chapter 1849
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“I know. I won’t interfere as much anymore,” Silas promised, genuinely
reconsidering whether he should push Quinton to get married.
Given Quinton’s refusal to hold down a real job, he would never save enough money for a wedding on his own. With Leo so fiercely opposed to him helping, Silas felt completely stuck.
He nodded politely at his neighbor’s advice. As he walked away, he overheard the man’s wife whispering, “Quiet! Everyone knows Silas treats that man like his own son. Of course he’s going to pay for the wedding.”
Silas paused.
Was that how everyone saw it? That he was raising Quinton like a son? He had been doing exactly that, but if Quinton was truly a lost cause, marrying him off would just be ruining some poor girl’s life.
Silas sat in his living room all morning, agonizing over the wedding dilemma.
Meanwhile, Claire had just dropped Shirley off at the airport.
Shirley had only met Mary briefly when they visited the house the day before. After having a simple meal, Shirley was practically in tears, refusing to leave.
Well, the meal had actually been brought over from next door. Finnian White’s cooking was undeniably top-tier.
“Can’t I just transfer to a college in Cabinda?”
Her family had a private chef back home who was decent, but compared to
Finnian’s skills, it was no contest. And who didn’t love good food?
Claire glanced at the slight double chin forming under Shirley’s jaw. “Weren’t you obsessed with dieting? Have you given up?”
Shirley rubbed her cheeks. “Did I really gain that much weight?”
“Not really,” Claire reassured her. “Honestly, you look better now. You were a little too thin before.”
Shirley naturally had a softer, rounder face that suited a cute aesthetic. But in her relentless pursuit of being skinny, she used to starve herself down to eighty or ninety pounds. It made her look gaunt rather than beautiful.
Now, hovering around a hundred pounds, she looked perfect-a textbook example of petite and adorable. She definitely turned more heads on the street now than she ever did before.
“Do you really think so? My mom says I look better with some meat on my bones, but you’ve always been so skinny-“
Shirley slapped a hand over her mouth. She used to constantly compare her weight to Claire’s, convinced that if she was as thin as Claire York would finally, notice her. But the truth was no matter what she did, York was never going to like her. śwnovel
York didn’t even like Claire. He liked fragile, dependent women like Cindy. Neither Shirley nor Claire fit that description. Shirley eventually realized that York didn’t dislike Claire specifically; he just couldn’t handle. women who were smarter and more
capable than him.
“I was skinny because I was constantly exhausted,” Claire said. “Look at me now. I’ve gained weight too.”
During high school, Octavia had controlled every aspect of her life. Of course she was skinny. The woman knew Claire wasn’t her biological daughter and resented her for taking what belonged to Cindy. Why would she treat her well?
The Claire standing before Shirley now was radiant, confident, and thriving.
“You did fill out a bit. I just thought
you grew up. You’re even prettier than you were in high school. Sophia said you’re swamped with classes have time. tobang out is it really that bad Shirley couldn’t fathom it. Her major was relaxed, giving her plenty of time for side hustles, but Claire’s schedule seemed grueling.
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“It’s intense. I have to study, and I’m treating a few patients on the side.”
At the mention of treatments, Shirley pointed to her forehead. “Look, I broke out
from eating all that junk food the past two days!”
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