Chapter 1206 - 1233: Not Really Appropriate (4)

Chapter 1206: Chapter 1233: Not Really Appropriate (4)

As soon as she finished speaking, she hurriedly left.

Turning around, she bumped right into Camden River, making it even more awkward, and she quickly rushed into the kitchen with her head down.

Mia Ginger watched her back and couldn’t help but chuckle silently.

She always knew Sister Turner was timid and thin-skinned, but she didn’t say anything excessive, did she? How could she get so embarrassed?

Mia’s face was one big question mark, completely baffled.

Camden River bent down to grab a tissue, wiping his hands as he smiled at her: "Sister Turner is thin-skinned and can’t take teasing, so don’t tease her."

When he said this, his thin lips curved slightly, looking completely protective of his own, his handsome face carrying a slightly relaxed smile, gentle and reserved, leaving Mia momentarily confused just watching him.

She prided herself on understanding Camden River; he was the kind of guy you could see right through.

But now, she felt that Camden River had been changing a lot, without her knowing when it started.

Right now, when he spoke, she couldn’t understand his thoughts, didn’t know what he was feeling, and couldn’t tell if the smile he used to defend was genuinely sincere or courteous.

Is it love that changes a person, or time?

Or perhaps both...

He slowly started to resemble those very familiar people.

Like Koa Jackson, Caiden Ward, Denver Petal, Frank Holland, and even Aiden Jiang. From the first time meeting, those elite aristocrats would give people that feeling, sharp yet introverted, emotions hard to read.

Should one feel sad or celebrate that this is a mark of a man’s maturity?

Louis Cox gradually became like this, and so did Camden River.

Mia thought about it and laughed, retorting, "I just asked how the new marriage felt, how could I expect her to be this easy to tease?"

Camden River smiled slightly, his gaze falling on Maeve, then said, "Is this Maeve?"

He used a questioning tone, but his expression was affirmative.

Because of Windsor Myres, he knew a bit about Maeve, and since he always had a good relationship with Mia and knew Bob Ginger abroad, he had some understanding of the people in their circle and naturally guessed Maeve’s identity.

As he spoke, he looked at Maeve with a smile, and Maeve naturally looked at him, blinked, and smiled back, speaking out loud, "Hello, brother, I’m Maeve. Like that sister just now, you can call me Maeve."

"That sister is Sister Turner," Camden River also smiled, "the surname is the same as fairy tale’s ’Tale,’ you can just call her Sister Turner, no need to be formal at home."

"Sister Turner mentioned that too."

"Yeah, she’s making you all some fresh orange juice, bought new this morning. Since you’re younger, you can have some with your Sister Mia."

"Sure, I’m not picky," Maeve smiled again.

When she smiled, her brows lifted slightly, and her big eyes were full of innocent charm, entirely different from Windsor Myres.

Though clearly sisters, even if half-sisters, these two had no resemblance whatsoever.

Camden River suddenly got a bit distracted. If Windsor Myres had grown up with the same life as this younger sister, now, she would probably be an entirely different person, but in that case, she might not have any connection with him at all.

Everything in this world has cause and effect, infinite cycles of cause and consequence, making assumptions is entirely meaningless.

No matter how much is said, he’s just an ordinary man, prone to fatigue.

A relationship that could make him feel aged overnight, what sentiment could there possibly be to linger on? Even though he might sigh with nostalgia now, deep down, he couldn’t muster any tender feelings.