Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 122

Chapter122

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After lunch, Old Man Blackwood went back to his room for an afternoon nap.

The older generation gathered together, chatting away, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

The younger generation went about their own business–resting, playing video games, having tea, chatting, or playing chess. In any case, they would he staying at the old house for the next couple of days.

Any unimportant work or personal matters would be put aside, all to spend time with Old Man Blackwood and show their deference and respect.

Of course, it also had something to do with Old Man Blackwood’s entire basement of antique collectibles.

After all, his collection included several priceless antiques, rare treasures that money couldn’t buy. Just one of them would be worth millions of dollars.

His two daughters who had married into other families also wanted to show more favor and attention, hoping to get a bigger share in the future.

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the mansion’s courtyard, dyeing the flowers, plants, and trees a reddish hue. The gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, making it exceptionally cool and comfortable.

Damon, hampered by his leg, stayed in his room reading, while Aubrey, feeling cooped up, ventured out for a stroll in the garden alone.

As she reached a small rock garden and pond, she happened upon Damon’s aunts, Aunt Carol and Aunt Susan, sitting on a stone bench, deep in

conversation.

Their eyes met, and she felt it would be awkward to suddenly turn away, so she gave a polite nod.“Good afternoon. I won’t disturb you.”

With that, she turned to leave.

ould be dear!

But then Aunt Susan called out, “Aubrey, dear! Come over here for a moment.”

Aubrey paused, took a deep breath, plastered on a smile, and turned back.“Is there something you needed, Aunt?”

“Your father’s in prison, so that means you and Damon can’t officially marry without causing complications, right?” Aunt Susan’s question was blunt and inappropriate.

Aubrey remained composed.“That’s correct.”

“But what about having children?”

Before Aubrey could answer, Aunt Carol interjected.“Of course not! Think about it–Damon’s child wouldn’t be able to pursue careers in public service or the military. In a family like ours, that would ruin the child’s future. Even if we put that aside, if the child goes into business, they would still be stigmatized and seen as a potential liability. Damon works at the Aerospace Research Center, and that kind of organization places a high value on ethical conduct like this, it would affect his career advancement.”

Aunt Carol’s face fell, ignoring Aubrey and turning to Aunt Susan.“Is it that serious?” she asked, the two of them chirping away as if Aubrey wasn’t even there.“So Damon can’t have his own children?”

“It’s not that he can’t, but having a child would have a significant impact on the kid and on Damon’s future. Who asked her to have a father in prison? It’s a shame, one person’s past actions can cast a shadow over an entire family’s prospects!”

“That’s why people shouldn’t break the law.”

“Tell me about it! It hurts everyone.”

Aubrey watched them clucking away, seemingly enjoying themselves. Since she wasn’t needed, she couldn’t be bothered and turned to leave.

Aunt Susan suddenly called out to her again, “Aubrey!”

Her back to the two women, she bit her lower lip, took a soft breath, and forced a smile as she turned back to face them.“Was there something else?”

“Have you ever thought about letting Damon go, so he can have a normal life? Don’t ruin him for the sake of selfish love.”

Most of the Blackwood elders felt this way, just using different words and approaches to persuade her to leave.

She used to be so foolish, actually thinking these elders made a lot of sense, hurting Damon’s heart over and over again in the name of doing what was best for him.

Not anymore.

“What’s between Damon and me none of your…”

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The word “business” was run short by a warm hot firm sole from behind.

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“My dear sunts, don’t you have anything better to do? You can’t even manage your own messy lives, yer you have the gall to medie in my ass and daughter–in–law’s affairs?”

Aubrey turned at the sound of Victoria’s voice.

Seeing Victoria approach with steady steps, Aubrey felt as though she’d been given a dint of adrenaline

Victoria was elegant and composed, her smile gentle, her eyes radiating a refined charm, yet her presence commanded respect.

The two aunts turned to look as well, their faces immediately darkening

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