Chapter 1367

Seeing what was placed in her palm, Eleanor looked up at her older uncle, Cyril Sharp, who was driving, and her second uncle, Derrick Sharp, in the passenger seat. They were both looking at her through the rear view mirror.

“Don’t you like it?”

Eleanor shook her head. She used to dislike these things, but now that she’s pregnant, she’s developed a longing for these sour foods.

“Thank you.” After thanking them, she opened the snack bag, took out a plum, and put it in her mouth. The sour flavor quickly dissipated the stuffiness in the car.

Seeing her quietly munching on her snack, Derrick couldn’t help but smile. If his own sister was still alive, she would probably look like this, right?

“Had we known about you earlier, we wouldn’t have waited for your grandfather to step in. Your uncle and I would have been the first ones to bring you home.”

Eleanor held the bag in her hand, still silent. It’s not that she didn’t want to speak, but she didn’t know what to say.

Understanding her shyness, Derrick straightened his posture after his comment and focused on the road ahead, not bothering her anymore.

Sitting next to them, Yates glanced at his two sons and then at Eleanor’s snack. After a long pondering, he took out a box of cookies from a nearby container and, mimicking his sons, offered it to Eleanor, “It’s a long journey, eat some if you’re hungry.”

looked at the box of cookies and slightly furrowed

dry, I can’t even swallow

back the cookies and took out a bottle

glanced at him, “I’m not thirsty.”

the car laughed upon seeing this. It was quite rare to see the usually

that saying again?”

a glance, understanding each

three words were said quietly by Cyril, so Yates didn’t hear

young people in the backseat couldn’t help but smirk, especially Peterson. Used to being oppressed by his grandfather, he hoped Eleanor would tease Old Yates more, so he wouldn’t bully

to the cemetery was pleasant, with no discomfort. Everyone was

Cyril explained to Eleanor, fearing that visiting a

a pregnant woman to visit a cemetery. But my father insisted on bringing you here to see it, you don’t have

but then

their respects to Pauline, while Eleanor silently spoke to the photograph on the

born, when she died, and where

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