Chapter 263: Mistaken Love, Misplaced Sons
There was an awkward silence in the room after Darcy left.
Micah scratched his cheek, his eyes darting around the room.
His gaze landed on the cake. Right on top, ’Happy birthday brother’ was written in crooked frosting. It was kind of cute. Micah smiled gently despite himself.
Nora followed his gaze. She beamed and latched onto Micah’s arm with both hands, pulling him toward the sofa with surprising strength for someone so petite. "Come sit! I heard your birthday was yesterday, just like my brother!" she said excitedly, her eyes sparkling.
Micah let himself be guided, blinking in surprise as he sat down beside her. He smoothed his jacket awkwardly, feeling a little uncomfortable under her intense gaze.
"What a coincidence, huh?" Nora grinned, leaning closer with a playful tilt of her head. "It’s like a fate or something."
Micah offered a crooked smile. "Yeah..."
But even as he responded, a small twist of unease settled in his stomach. The word "fate" lingered in his mind. His gaze darted briefly toward Flora, who was still standing near the bed, exercising her leg muscles.
Then, without warning, Nora leaned back and clapped her hands, eyes narrowing with mischief. "I saw your WeChat moment too! Were you announcing you are in a relationship with my brother?!"
She said it in an unmistakable teasing tone, but before Micah could even process the question, a loud clatter broke the moment.
Everyone turned.
Flora’s cane had fallen from her hand and hit the floor with a dull thud. Her finger hovered mid-air, frozen, and her expression had drained of colour.