NovelAppHe wondered if she had thought it through a little the night before.
Wesley knocked on the guestroom door.
Rose opened the door. She was inside with Irene.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Irene, your eldest brother is here," Wesley stood by the door and said to Irene, "He is usually in Bridgedale. He returned just to see you." The day before, Layla had simply introduced the family members to Irene, so Irene soon knew that the eldest brother was referring to Hayden Tate.
Irene was completely unfamiliar with Hayden. She only knew that he was a great genius. At the thought of him coming from Bridgedale just to see her, her heart started beating wildly.
"Irene, Hayden is extremely nice. Don't be afraid. He only looks a little fierce. Well, not fierce. Hayden is not fierce at all. He just doesn't like to smile, but he is a really nice person," Rose softly explained to Irene. At the stime, she sent Irene out of the room.
Hayden was standing in the living area, looking in Wesley's direction.
Soon, Rose accompanied Irene and cout of the room.
"Hayden!" Rose called Hayden affectionately.
Hayden instantly had a gentle expression. "I chin a rush this time. I didn't buy you a gift. I'll make up for it the next time." Hayden's voice was low and melodious. Not only did he not sound fierce, but his voice also had a calm magnetic quality. Irene could not help but look up at him.
When she saw Hayden, she noticed that he was also looking at her. When their eyes met, it was as if there was an electric current flowing through her body which made her blush.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Irene, I'm your big brother, Hayden. I'm here to take you home," Hayden said, "Have you packed?" Irene has not packed. No one told her that Hayden would pick her up that day. However, she did not have much luggage either. "Hayden, did your mother tell you to cand pick Irene up?" Wesley was a little surprised too. "Your mother didn't tell me." "Irene is my sister. I don't need my mother's instruction to take her home," Hayden said for Irene, "My parents are waiting at hfor us, so we won't intrude any further." Wesley nodded before looking at Irene. "Irene, do you want to head hwith your brother first? You can put your luggage here first and you can cover anytime. If you have already discussed it with your parents, I can send your luggage over." Irene heard what he said and shook her head. "Uncle Wesley, thank you. I don't have much. I can pack them on my own." Then, Irene returned to her room to pack.
Wesley walked over to Hayden and said in a low voice, "It seems like she is willing to follow you home." Hayden replied, "Hmm." "I was worried that she would be unwilling to do so at first!" "My parents had the sworry too, but I can't think of a reason why she would be unwilling to do it." This is why when Hayden cto pick Irene up, he felt as if he would surely take her home. "Once you take her home, please be patient with her." "Uncle Wesley, don't worry. She is our family. We will naturally make her feel the warmth of this family," Hayden said sincerely.
A moment later, Irene finished packing and cout of the room.
Hayden strode forward and took over the backpack from her. At the stime, he held her wrist with another hand.
"Aunt Shea, Uncle Wesley, we'll make a move," Hayden bid Shea and Wesley goodbye. "Thank you for the past few days." "It's not a problem. Be careful on the road." "Hmm." Downstairs, when Robert saw them coming out, he immediately opened the car door.
"Hey! I'm your second brother, Robert," Robert had spicy pasta the night before so he had a pimple on the corner of his mouth that day. To not affect his looks, he placed a pimple sticker on it. "We're family from now on. In the future, whoever bullies you, letknow. Irene looked at Robert for a few seconds before asking, "What happened to your mouth?" "Uh...Layla wanted spicy pasta last night, so I had swith her. Turns out, nothing happened to her after t but I had a pimple." Robert sighed He tore off the pimple sticker. initially wanted to appear handsin front of you, but this happened." Irene said, "You're not ugly like that either." "Is that so? Layla had been laughing atfor at least half an hour this morning. Thankfully I have a younger sister. They are more thoughtful," Robert lamented.
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