"Okay, thank you, Aunt Ives," Rachel said with a faint smile on her pretty face.
But Aunt Ives noticed a hint of sadness in Rachel's clear almond-shaped eyes, something different from a few days ago, when she had deliberately kept her distance from the young master.
Today, Rachel seemed lonely without seeing him, and it showed.
Aunt Ives had watched Kellan grow up and understood his character well.
Ever since the lady's passing, he hadn't been as cold as before. In fact, he even smiled sometimes.
The way he had cared for Rachel and her daughter these past few days didn't go unnoticed either.
Kellan was born with a silver spoon and had never taken care of anyone before.
Yet now, the way he genuinely looked after Rachel and her child showed that he was probably moved without realizing it.
Thinking this, Aunt Ives felt comforted, and her fondness for Rachel deepened.
