Chapter: 1777
She chose silence, pleased by the support of her family.
"Honey!"
Brian, noticing her silent smile, called out once more, a flicker of anxiety passing through his deep eyes.
Did he fear her family's blame?
Rosalynn affirmed with a smile, "Yes, Dad, Mom, we're doing well. No need for concern."
Now supported by her own family, she mused that perhaps he would think twice before disregarding her again.
Gail's thoughts turned to Noemi, and she paused, torn.
But the day's joy of reunion quelled her words.
“Beal, please direct the kitchen..."
She called out instinctively, catching herself mid-sentence.
Her mistake was understandable; Beal had served the Moreno family his whole life.
They had always relied on him for any issue, and old habits die hard.
Her call changed the room's mood.
Kyson, silent until that moment, peered out at the intensifying rain and finally broke his silence.
"Dad, Mom, Selina is still kneeling in the rain."
Gail and Brendan exchanged glances, their faces etched with complexity.
Gail exhaled a heavy sigh before reluctantly granting permission.
"Kyson, let her come in."
Despite the betrayal they felt from her father, their affection for Selina, whom they had nurtured, persisted. Selina's father may have made a mistake, yet their years of love for her remained genuine.
Kyson relayed Selina‘'s stubborn stance, “Mom, she refuses to enter.