In the end, my mother could not persuade me anymore and finally agreed to my decision to marry Seth. What was more, the Charlie Family did not pursue the matter at all.
As I was going to the company to resign, I met Darrel and Ashley at the door.
Ashley was the daughter of my father's deceased comrade-in-arms and was fostered in my home when she was six years old.
A year ago, Ashley returned to Canada to fulfill her engagement with Seth. As a result, she always followed me everywhere and there was often a third person on my dates with Darrel.
At first, Darrel complained, “It is so annoying.”
But some of their behaviors became more and more ambiguous, so I tactfully reminded Darrel to pay attention to the sense of boundaries.
Ashley's eyes suddenly turned red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
“Sylvia, I'm sorry. I'm used to being abroad and I didn't pay attention to the situation for a while. Don't be angry.”
Darrel's face immediately darkened.
“Sylvia, when did you become so petty? You're jealous of your own sister? It's totally unreasonable?”
I watched him wipe away the tears from Ashley's face with heartache and was so stunned that I could not say a word.