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Chapter 390

    ?Chapter 390:


    Norah had never shared her life in the Carter family with anyone. She swallowed her food and blinked, keeping her emotions in check.


    “You are right, Mrs. Davies,” Norah said softly.


    Perhaps her previous arrogance had been the cause of all the heartache she had endured. After everything that happened between her and Derek, Norah now saw things and people in apletely new light.


    “Let’s not talk about that now. Come on, eat up,” Trudy said, eager to shift the conversation away from painful memories. They wanted Norah to enjoy the moment and have a good meal. After the meal, Norah felt overly full and stuffed.


    Trudy, having not seen Norah for a while, had gone all out in her hospitality.


    Gil ced a ss of hawthorn juice in front of Norah and said, “Silly girl, you should stop eating when you’re full. Why push yourself?”


    Norah leaned back on the sofa and smiled weakly.


    “I don’t want to dampen Mrs. Davies’ spirits.”


    Trudy had prepared a feast, and Norah felt it would break her heart to eat only a little.


    “Now that I’m here, I’d like to talk to Aurelia.”


    Aurelia was Gil’s biological daughter. When Aurelia’s daughter was three, the family of three went out for the day, only to tragically die in a car ident on the highway before reaching the hospital. Aurelia was the only child of Gil and Trudy. Norah had seen a photo of Aurelia’s daughter—a very adorable little girl.


    Whenever Gil thought about Aurelia, he’d gaze at Norah absentmindedly and mumble, “If Aurelia’s child were still around, they’d be about the same age as Norah.”


    Gil and Trudy had no other rtives. Norah was the only one who visited them.


    In the corner of the living room, there was a picture of Aurelia and her daughter. The photo had been ced there half a year after Aurelia’s passing.


    The photo was immactely clean and well-maintained. It showed Aurelia smiling softly, holding her three-year-old daughter. Tragically, they both lost their lives in a car crash.


    Seeing the look in Gil’s and Trudy’s eyes, a sense of resolve shed through Norah. She made a silent vow to herself that she would take care of them in the future. They had made her feel at home, and she was determined to take good care of them, just like a granddaughter would.


    “Aurelia, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of them,” Norah vowed silently in front of the picture.


    The candle mes beside the photo flickered with the breeze, as if Aurelia were acknowledging her presence.


    They settled back on the sofa and started talking. Time flew by.


    Trudy patted Norah’s hand and said, “Norah, next time, bring your boyfriend over so we can meet him. Gil and I are good judges of character. We want to see if he’s trustworthy.”


    “Okay, I’ll bring him if he’s willing,” Norah replied.


    She still felt new to the idea of having a boyfriend. After hearing Trudy’s suggestion, she thought that since she had introduced Sean to her friends, she should also bring him to meet her seniors.


    “It’s gettingte. I should head out,” Norah said.


    “Alright, be careful on your way home,” Trudy replied, standing at the door with a reluctant look. Norah went up and embraced her.


    “Take it easy and enjoy life. Don’t overexert yourself.”


    “Sure, I’m still looking forward to the day you have a baby,” Trudy said resolutely.


    She was determined to see Norah’s child. To her, Norah was a gift from God to make up for her past sorrows. Gil nodded and added, “Yes. Now that you have a boyfriend, you should move quickly. It’s best to have a child right after getting married.”


    In reality, Norah wasn’t keen on marrying or having children just yet. Nevertheless, they genuinely wished her happiness, so she simply listened without responding.


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