"Mum, let's invite everyone in for a seat!" Claudia said. She suddenly noticed that Millicent and Elio were also there. It would be rude to ignore them. After all, she was the wife of an important family and paid great attention to etiquette.
"Millicent, Mr. Ann, please come in and have a seat."
Madeline quickly wiped away her tearstains. She addressed Elio formally because she didn't want to establish a close relationship with him. She was quite protective of Irene.
She knew that Elio liked Irene. Of course, she hoped that her grandson and could have a good relationship with his wife without having to worry about another man liking her. Although she knew that he wasn't a bad person, she was still defensive about Irene.
"Come, let's go inside. We shouldn't let an elderly person like grandma wait," Irene said. She also invited Millicent and Elio as though she was the host of the house.
Edward was happy to see Irene had also regarded herself as a member of the Wilson family. He smiled at her unconsciously, and his happiness could be seen clearly in his eyes.
"Edward, what are you standing there for? Quick, you should also invite them into the house," Irene chided her husband with some dissatisfaction.
She could feel a strong gaze looking at her as she spoke earlier, so she turned around and saw Edward. She felt embarrassed, so she said something harsh.
"Okay, Irene. I'll listen to my wife!" Edward said shamelessly. He didn't seem to care that everyone was still around.
Irene felt like crawling into a hole when she heard his shameless words. Why didn't she realise that Edward had such a playful side to him when she was chasing after his love back then?
"Pfft! Charlotte, darling, let's head indoors first while your father coaxes your mother," Millicent said, deliberately making Irene feel embarrassed. After all, she had been "bullied" by her in the car earlier.
"Haha! Charlotte, let's head inside first with Ms. Millicent," Madeline said happily.
She knew she had chosen the right wife for her grandson when she saw him teasing her. Look, Edward's heart had been captured by Irene.
For years, Edward had always behaved coldly. Perhaps this characteristic developed because his mother had left him alone when he was still a child.
"Edward, you're acting like a spoiled child in front of everyone. Even if you aren't embarrassed, I am!" Irene huffed. She felt angry and ashamed.
It was all Edward's fault! Hmph!
"Irene, if you don't like it, then I won't say it in public. How about that? I'll listen to you," Edward said. He seemed to ignore what she meant and continued to flatter her shamelessly.
"Edward, you..." Irene was at a loss for words. She had to suppress her anger.
Irene stormed into the house, but she knew she couldn't let other people see her anger.
"Hey, wait for me! Why are you walking so fast?" Edward asked. He quickly followed after her.
"I want to keep up with them," Irene huffed. She didn't want to be beside him right now. After all, she could still feel the distance between their hearts. Moreover, he was behaving so brazenly, and she felt helpless.
"Oh. Still, you should wait for me—how could you just leave me behind?" Edward asked pitifully. He wasn't joking this time.
Irene felt like she had heard it before. It sounded familiar. After putting some thought into it, she remembered he had said them at the airport.
She was speechless. They weren't that far apart—only a few steps from each other—yet he had the audacity to ask her to wait for him. Irene couldn't understand why, so turned around and looked at him.
She was stunned at the sorrow written on his face.
Edward didn't look like he was joking anymore. His facial expression was serious and pleading. It tugged at Irene's heartstrings and she felt rather distressed.
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