Sabrina approached them, greeted everyone, and settled down next to Lena.
“Lena.”
Lena responded with a forced smile.
Her weariness was evident, and there were faint dark circles under her eyes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtConcerned, Sabrina inquired, “Lena, are you feeling alright?”
Larry’s gaze briefly shifted to Lena.
Caught off guard, Lena hesitated for a moment before mustering another smile at Sabrina.
“I’m okay.”
Lena glanced at Tyrone, who had followed Sabrina into the room. Leaning in closer to her,
she asked in a hushed tone, “Have you reconciled with Tyrone?”
“No,” Sabrina responded, glancing at Tyrone.
At this moment, Tyrone settled elegantly beside Sergio, crossing his long legs with poise.
Three cousins sat in a row. Despite not being direct relatives, Sergio resembled Larry.
However, being a direct relative to Larry, Tyrone bore no resemblance to the latter.
Wanda and Claire also turned their attention to the scene.
Out of the blue, Claire began to playfully nag, “Sergio, you’re already twenty-seven and
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmstill no girlfriend?”
Sergio leaned against the sofa’s backrest, offering a helpless smile as he reached for the
back of his neck.
The scar from his previous hot spring resort trip still lingered.
He reassured her, “Mom, don’t worry. I’ll date someone soon.”
“Really?” Claire pressed on, her curiosity piqued. “Tell me, who is she?”
“You’ll find out when the time is right,” Sergio teased, keeping the mystery alive.