Chapter 330 - 336: Dallas Taylor Returns to Ask for Monthly Tickets (2)
"That’s not it." Maeve said seriously, "I know Uncle wants to marry you and make you my Aunt!"
Mia glanced at Louis ahead and her face turned dark.
"But you don’t want to be my Aunt." Maeve continued.
Mia held her hand, feeling amused and exasperated.
"You don’t want to be my Aunt, but Uncle really wants you to be my Aunt. He’s afraid you’ll ignore him, so he brings me along every time and teaches me to say a lot of things to help him, but I don’t think it works." Maeve’s eyes were sparkling, her voice carrying a bit of childlike helplessness.
"Yes." Mia slowed down, "I like that uncle from earlier."
"Do girls all like uncles?" Maeve asked curiously, "I also like uncles, I don’t like playing with those brats."
"..." Mia was stunned, speechless, "That’s different."
"Hmm." Maeve seemed to slightly understand and nodded, suddenly saying, "Sister Mia, can you promise me something?"
"What?"
"Even if you don’t like Uncle, can you treat him a little nicer? Don’t act so angry when you see him. Uncle likes you so much, if you stay angry, he’ll feel sad. Hearts are made of flesh, he will hurt."
Mia looked at her, stunned for a long time, hesitantly asking, "Did he teach you to say that?"
"Hmm." Maeve fell silent.
Mia ruffled her hair, walked a bit faster to catch up with the two people in front.
Maeve looked up at her, after a while, said gloomily, "The last sentence was taught to me by Mom."
"Hmm?"
"Hearts are made of flesh, he will hurt. Mom told me to say that." Maeve sighed like an adult, "Everyone says Mom loves Uncle very much."
"Hmm." Mia responded, lost in thought.
She knew Ivy loved Louis deeply; the Cox Family’s success today couldn’t be separated from her high marriage.
Louis quickly grew into his current independent self, also because of her.
Yet—
Louis should have been able to talk to her about anything.
As a sister, she should feel some regret or self-reproach.
Thinking of this—
Mia couldn’t help but look up at Louis’s back.
When they first met, he was just sixteen or seventeen, tall and slim, spirited, his eyes bold like Bob now.
Time changes people the most.
He’s grown much taller, his shoulders broader, looking more mature and handsome, yet his feelings for her remained unchanged.
How could she not feel touched and apologetic, but she’s always intentionally avoided it.
From the moment they met, she’s been avoiding him.
Louis is proud and unrestrained, she’s more sensitive and sharp; over the years, they’ve clashed countless times.
Yet, they’ve gotten through it.
She never thought of being with him, all she ever wanted was to escape Eastern Peak Village, to leave him.
Lately, she’s even thought more than once about completely breaking off.
But just now—
When Koa sharply questioned her, she felt her heart leap into her throat, looking at Koa so distressed, she couldn’t help wanting to defend Louis.
He’s not as bad as Koa thinks.
He’s not, as he might imagine, trying to lead her into ruin.
He actually has a good heart; all these years he’s been taking care of her, always looking after Camilia too.