Miles was really starting to doubt reality.
Just then, Martha came up in the elevator and said, “Dinner is ready. Cel has already gone downstairs. Why are you two still sitting here? Come down and eat.”
Miles snapped back to his senses. “Oh! Got it,ing”
Trevor also stood up.
Downstairs, Jordyn was happily sitting on the sofa, leaning against Celeste and chatting with her. Celeste just sat beside her, watching and listening attentively.
It was a <b>warm </b>and loving mother–daughter moment.
But when Miles remembered <b>that </b>Celeste had given up custody of Jordyn without a word, the scene before him suddenly felt incredibly fake.
Martha was still unaware of the divorce. She smiled and called out to Celeste and <b>Jordyn</b>, “Cel, Jo,e eat.”
Celeste and Jordyn responded in <b>unison</b>, “Okay,ing.”
Jordyn held onto Celeste’s fingers, happily leading her toward the dining room.
Miles only watched in silence. Since he was already here, he sat down beside Trevor at the dinner table. Meanwhile, Celeste sat with Jordyn.
Martha beamed and said, “<b>Miles</b>, it’s been a while since you visited. When I saw youe in earlier, I had the <b>kitchen </b>prepare two more of your favorite dishes. You must eat plenty tonight.”
Miles grinned. “Of course, Grandma! I’m iming all this meat for myself!”
Marthaughed. “Alright, alright.”
Meanwhile, Celeste was carefully picking food for Jordyn, deboning her fish with meticulous attention.
At first nce, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
But…
Miles couldn’t help but take a closer look.
Noticing his gaze, Celeste shot him a cold <b>nce</b>.
This made Miles freeze.
In the past, because he, <b>Trevor</b>, and Beck were particrly close, Celeste had always tried to get along with him and Beck. But they had never taken her <b>seriously</b>.
Still, she <b>never </b>gave up easily.
She wasn’t the best at socializing, but she <b>made </b>an effort–always greeting them <b>warmly</b>, speaking <b>with </b>a gentle
smile.
But now, her eyes were indifferent, as if she were looking at <b>a </b>stranger with no connection to her. That was when he realized–Celeste’s attitude toward Jordyn seemed to have changed as well.
On the surface, she was still gentle and attentive. But the deep affection in her gaze… <b>was </b>no longer there.
There was only detachment. That couldn’t be real, could it?
Miles could understand her change in attitude toward him. After all, no one would keep throwing themselves at people who always ignored them.
But Jordyn was her daughter. How was that possible?
Maybe this was just another one of her tactics. Was it a way to pel Trevor’s attention–retreating in order to
advance and win him back?
As this thought crossed his mind, Miles <b>shifted </b>his gaze toward ‘Trevor. And sure enough, Trevor was watching. Celeste too.
What was more was that he didn’t seen in any hurry to look away. That was something the old Trevor would never have done.
Miles scoffed in amusement. He knew it.
Martha suddenly cleared her throat. “Miles, what are you staring at?” She had noticed him ncing at Celeste all night and frowned slightly.
Miles quickly realized she had misunderstood and deliberately said something she would like to hear.
“I just noticed that Celeste seems especially quiet tonight. She’s not even talking to Trevor like she used to. I found it strange, so I couldn’t help but <b>look </b>at her.”
Chapter 166.