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Chapter 127

Willow felt like Celeste had looked too far into the future. They had been discussing who was more adorable just moments ago, and now she was suddenly asking when they were getting married?

Willow blushed. When she turned around, she found that Kenan, who was beside her, had blushed an even brighter shade of red.

Kenan was just about to say that it wasn't going to be long before that happened when Zayn, who had a dark expression on his face the entire time, spoke up.

"Cece, have you decided to change your profession? Are you going to be a matchmaker now?"

Cece felt a chill run down her spine. She turned around to face her brother, who looked like the world owed him billions. She couldn't understand why he was acting so grumpy and sarcastic today. She hadn't done anything to anger him, had she?

"Are you suffering from hormonal imbalance, Zayn? What's up with the mood swing?"

When he heard Celeste's words, Zayn's expression darkened even more. And at the thought of how Willow was there, his expression couldn't get any darker.

Wynn really couldn't take her children's bickering the moment they met, so she quickly tried to smooth things over. "Dinner's ready. Now that everyone's here, let's eat!"

She sat next to Willow and kept piling food on her plate. "You're too thin, Willow. You should eat more. Here, try out these braised spare ribs. I made them myself!"

Willow didn't feel like having any meat. But with Wynn being so enthusiastic, she didn't want to cast a dampener on her spirits, so she quickly thanked Wynn and picked up the piece of spare rib on her plate.

She had managed to maintain a slight smile initially. But after biting into it, her face tensed up. It tasted horrible! Where on Earth did Wynn get the courage to step into the kitchen?

Willow really couldn't bring herself to eat it. But in order to not hurt Wynn's pride, she still took another nibble.

Wynn stared at her expectantly. "Willow, the spare rib tastes delicious, doesn't it? Tyson loves my braised spare ribs! He says that it's the most delicious thing he's ever tasted."

Upon hearing what Wynn said, Willow couldn't help glancing at Tyson. He was helping himself to a piece of spare rib and biting into it without batting an eyelid.

When he heard Wynn talking about him, he looked up at her and flashed her an adoring smile. "Yeah, you make the best food, honey!"

Willow gaped at what just unfolded before her. How much must Tyson love Wynn for him to be able to tell such a blatant lie? It must be true love!

Willow looked at Wynn before glancing at Tyson again. The more she looked at them, the more enylous she was envious of the love and relationship they shared.

Tyson was over 50 years of age, but he didn't look his age. When he sat with Theodore and Zayn, they looked more like brothers than father and son. In fact, the maturity that he possessed made him look much more charismatic than his two sons..

Wynn looked equally young. Usually, one's eyes got cloudy with age. But Wynn's eyes remained clear and bright, as though she'd never experience a day of hardship. She and Celeste shared similar features, so they looked like sisters too.

In the past, Willow heard people say that the Carter family produced handsome men. Now that she had a look for herself, it seemed like what they said was true.

Tyson's genetic traits were strong.

Both Theodore and Zayn looked om exactly like him They looked equally NO tall and regal, and they had the same cold, sharp eyes.

Though they looked alike, their temperaments were vastly different. Hence, even with similar features, everyone could tell them apart easily.

Tyson was composed and collected, and he looked poised in his button-up shirt. The noble air he carried with him commanded others to look up at him in admiration.

Theodore was much colder, and he rarely spoke at all. He was distant and icy, but he carried with him a certain brightness and charm, making it hard to not be attracted to him.

Zayn was the coldest of them all. He looked frosty and ruthless, and he was also the most intense one out of the three of them.

Had Aaron still been alive, these would be his grandparents, his uncle, and his aunt. Unfortunately, he was no longer around. He never even got to know that he had such nice relatives.

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