Chapter 61 Written All Over Your Face
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“If it turns out terrible, it’s okay.” Hannah smiled tirelessly, trying to cheer her up. “Anyway, I’m here. And if it really goes wrong, there’s Ethan. I remember he can cook.”
Dawn stared at the dark, burnt meat on her te and sighed deeply.
“Hannah, I guess from now on, you’ll have to do all the cooking.”
She washed her hands and stepped out of the kitchen, picking up her phone from the couch. Two missed calls–Harry.
Dawn bit her lip and called back.
“Dad, did you need something?”
Harryughed warmly. “Nothing serious. Just hadn’t checked in with you for a while. How are you?”
“I’m fine.” Even though he couldn’t see her, Dawn straightened up without thinking. “And Mom?”
“Same as usual. She was going to call you, but she’s been busy these past couple of days.”
Dawn’s eyes widened slightly. “I see … Yeah, Mom must be busy.”
Austin is <i>getting </i><i>married</i><i>, </i><i>and </i><i>Grandma </i><i>is </i><i>getting </i><i>older</i>.
As the woman <i>of </i><i>the </i><i>house </i><i>in </i><i>her </i><i>prime</i><i>, </i><i>Mom </i><i>must </i><i>be </i><i>busy </i><i>dealing </i><i>with </i><i>those </i><i>things</i>.
Harry didn’t know how much Dawn was thinking, so the small talk drifted before he got to the point.
“By the way, Dawn, your mom probably mentioned your Uncle Lucas–remember him?” <fna348> Original content can be found at fin?novel</fna348>
“I remember.”
“And… what do you think of him?”
That question stumped Dawn.
She had no real memories of Lucas, no emotional connection. But by blood, he was probably the only family left.
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Dawn thought for a moment before answering, “No strong feelings. But after everything with our family, why are they only showing up now? Of course … I’m not ming them. I just think it’s fine for everyone to live their own lives.”
Harry quietly rxed.
They had worried she might feel hurt, but that didn’t seem to be the case.
“Your mom probably told you—Lucas said he has an inheritance from your mother that he wants to give to you personally.”
Dawn idly traced patterns on the couch with her fingers. “Yeah, Mom mentioned it.”
He also said they wanted to meet her in person.
“Lucas is already back in the country,” Harry continued. “Your mom gave him your contact info, so he should reach out soon.”
After the call, Dawn stayed dazed for a while, hugging her pillow.
When Ethan got home, he noticed immediately.
“What’s wrong?”
Ethan came closer and ruffled her hair gently. “You look like something’s bothering you.”
“I’m not really bothered.” Dawn lifted her head, resting her chin on the pillow and tilting her face up at him. “It’s just … Uncle Lucas suddenly wants to see me, and I don’t know how to face him.”
“Suddenly?”
“Yeah.”
It really was sudden.
“He’s my mom’s younger brother, but he moved abroad with the whole family when I was little. I barely saw him.”
Dawn pursed her lips, a rare look of confusion in her eyes. “He said my mother left me an inheritance.”
Ethan gazed at her small, delicate face. After a long pause, he whispered, “You’re nervous?”
Dawn’s pupils widened sharply. “How did you know?”
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The man chuckled softly. “Well, your emotions are written all over your face. It’s hard not to notice.”
“No way…”
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She had thought she was hiding it well.
Dawn didn’t realize her tone now had a yful, slightly flirty hint,pletely unlike when she spoke to anyone else.
“I just don’t know… if he really wants to give me the inheritance, or if there’s some other reason.”
She had no memories of him and didn’t want anything to ruin even that thin bond of blood.
Ethan took her small hand gently in his. “No matter what his intentions are, we treat him with respect since he’s here. If worstes to worst, you still have me.”
His voice was calm and slow, warm but low.
Dawn felt an odd sense of ease, like all her stress had vanished.
He continued, “Let’s wait for him to reach out, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Come on. Let’s eat first.”
Ethan’s tone rose slightly as he tugged her off the couch. “Let’s see what Hannah cooked.”
He acted like he noticed nothing and led Dawn to the dining room, calm and steady.
They walked together, barely half a pace apart.