Over there, the family bustled around Wyatt with lively energy.

Meanwhile, two sweet couples accompanied Celeste in the kitchen to make dumplings.

Celeste’s culinary skills were renowned. Even with something as simple as dumplings, she could create varieties in red, pink, green, and yellow, each with a unique flavor. “Aunt Celeste, you spoiled Wyatt.”

Bella teased Celeste while deftly shaping plump, round dumplings. “It’s just dumplings, but you’ve made a rainbow of colors. Wyatt is so good at troubling people around him!”

“Your father loves dumplings. It’s his favorite. I’m only making the colors for fun.

He didn’t ask me for it.”

Celeste smiled contently. “I was thinking, if I’m making dumplings for him, why not make enough for everyone to have some?”

“You, Aunt Mila, and Aunt Sasha spoiled him endlessly. In most families, the men spoil the women, but it’s the opposite in our family.”

Bella scrunched her nose and huffed. “Did my mom used to spoil him like this when she was around? That’s impossible.”

loved dumplings the most. She was the best at making them. She used to make them for your dad all the time. No matter how many she made, he would eat them all. He never got tired of

dough. A painful

working on to her, his expression earnest. “Bella, look at

“It’s hideous.”

the round lump, Bella laughed. “What’s this blob? You can eat it yourself

“Alright, I’ll eat it.”

smile again,

he could not help but feel

the Thompsons described it, it was clear that Wyatt

of affection was undeniably more genuine

and sincere, why did he marry

my dumplings look atrocious… They’re way worse than yours!” Amelia

fine. When they’re cooked, make sure to save all of yours

hands covered in flour, he cautiously wrapped an arm around her waist, his warm lips brushing against

“Dumplings, and youer?

want to eat both.”

intimate whispers and closeness made Amelia

together. His inexperienced touch, trying to e remain calm but trembling

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