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    Christina blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected anyone to actually make it based on a casualment. Warmth bloomed in her chest, but it came with a touch of sadness. Her thoughts drifted to her years with the Dawson family. Even when she made deliberate requests, Brendon never fulfilled them, let alone acted on something she said in passing. The difference was night and day. Her ex-husband hadn’t shown her half the care her friends now did.


    “Thank you. I only mentioned it casually. I didn’t think you’d actually make it,” Christina said with a grateful smile. When Dn cooked before, she had distributed it for Chloe’s sake. But this time felt different—like it was just for her. She had only mentioned itst night, and here it was, warm and ready.


    Chloe grinned. “No need to thank us. We’ll be family once you marry my brother.” She gave Christina a yful wink.


    Dn looked slightly flustered and cleared his throat. “Ahem. Come and eat.”


    “Alright!” Chloe beamed, grabbing Christina’s hand. “Let’s see if his cooking has gotten any better.”


    Christinaughed softly and gave Chloe’s head a light pat. There was something so pure and sweet about Chloe. She was impossible not to like.


    Dn ced a steaming bowl of porridge in front of Christina and handed another to Chloe with a rxed motion. “Try it. Let me know if it needs anything,” he said. His usually cool voice had a rare warmth to it.


    Not wanting to make Christina ufortable, Dn spoke up. “I’ll just drop by from time to time. Since it’s just the two of you here, it might not be right for me to stay long-term.”


    “Alright. If Christina thinks it’s inconvenient, then forget it,” Chloe said, clearly disappointed.


    Noticing the look on Chloe’s face, Christina guessed Chloe really wanted her brother around, so she said, “Honestly, it’s not inconvenient. Besides, this house belongs to you guys anyway.” Christina hadn’t forgotten the fact that she was staying in this huge vi rent-free. There was more than enough space, and all of them had their own rooms. If anything, she was the one getting the sweet end of the deal.


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    “Can my brother move in, then?” Chloe asked, her eyes wide with hope.


    Christina suddenly felt like she had gone from being a guest to acting like the host. To someone watching, it might even look like the ce belonged to her. “Of course. It’s your home—you two decide,” she said with a smile.


    “Really?” Chloe asked, still not fully convinced.


    “Really.” Christina let out a smallugh.


    “You’re the best!” Chloe beamed. Then, she turned to Dn. “Pack your bags after work and move in! I’ll have someone get your room ready.”


    “Okay,” Dn replied in his usual cool tone. But deep down, he was pleased. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips. After breakfast, he headed to the office in a good mood.


    Edwin took one look at Dn and almost asked what had him so cheerful. Before he could say a word, Dn made an announcement: anyone who finished their work for the day could leave two hours early.


    Edwin nearly fell out of his chair. The workaholic CEO had left work early several times recently. And now he was even letting his employees off early as well? Seriously? Was this the power of love?


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