Wenham furrowed his brows. “Freesia wouldn’t have fussed with the kids.”

Darcie’s face turned pale, and her heart was shattered.

Wenham was about to say something else, but she had already turned around and left without a word.

Trevor leaned back on the couch and observed his father’s troubled expression. “Shouldn’t you go upstairs and comfort her?” he casually remarked.

Wenham shot him a glare. “This wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for you!”

Trevor shrugged. “I’m just telling it like it is. Who would’ve thought that Darcie would be so sensitive?”

Wenham was frustrated. He had little experience in comforting women. His late wife was a straightforward person. It was easy to know whether she liked something or not. She would tell him whenever she was angry.

Darcie, however, was different. Although she was understanding, her temperament was far less carefree. She would always overthink people’s words and come up with many interpretations. She was both perceptive and sensitive.

mad because of something Wenham had said or done. Now that she was older, she was less likely to sulk on her own, but she still did so

He could not help but find his son annoying as well. “You’re making

up

response rendered Wenham

Stella took a nearly four-hour flight to

took some extra time. By the time the couple reached

properly review their hotel room. She

drowsily and she found herself alone in bed. She turned over and remembered that she

Solstice Shore.

she noticed that Keegan was nowhere in sight, she threw back the covers and got out of

the balcony. He was wearing casual shirt and trousers while holding a cup of coffee,

her arms around Keegan’s waist from behind. “Why didn’t you wake me

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