"I'm not picky when it comes to food. Whatever you like, I like too," Remy said, his devotion to her unmistakable.

Elisa felt a deep sense of contentment. "I'm going to check on my nephew. I just heard him crying. Call me when dinner's ready-just yell over the wall."

Remy smiled. “Sure. Bring the baby over if he wants to play for a bit."

Ever since he had started going on little outings, the baby had developed a love for the outdoors.

If he cried despite being well-fed and rested, there was no need to ask why-he just wanted to go outside.

As Elisa walked out, she called back, "Let's leave him with Grandpa Jimenez for now.

Otherwise, he'll cry and demand to go out, and that'll ruin our peaceful dinner. Grandpa Jimenez adores him anyway. He keeps saying he wants to live a few more years just to see more young ones grow up."

Grandpa Jimenez's zest for life was fueled by family.

his own. In his younger years, he hadn't given much thought to old

had always belonged to the head of

years, Miss Audrey would take him in and care for him as if he were her own. Now, he was surrounded

were still alive, he would be

some wounds never

in death, he could not forgive Clarissa. Not even if she

considering her feelings, but how could she? She had only been looking

That was his world, his duty. If not

was a child. Unlike

resentment made him sick. She had been more than

sought forgiveness from the head of the family, though whether it

Miss Harlow's children grow. Once they had their own families, hecould finally rest and reunite

deep affection for the younger generation stemmed from his unspoken

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