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“Alyssa! You.” Winston’s face turned pale, and his breathing became irregular. A fire of rage burned from within him. “Look at you now! Are you still my precious daughter?
“You even went to the supermarket in person to do your own groceries. Have you had to cook your own meals these few days?
“You were no different from a housekeeper in the Walsh family, except that you worked without pay for three years. Haven’t you had enough of that? Is this the kind of love that you wanted? Is this the kind of life that you wanted to have?”
The more Winston spoke, the more enraged he became.
She was the only daughter he had had with the woman he loved the most. She should be loved! How could she suffer a lire like that?
Didn’t Jeremy know how to get the chores done?
“Winston, this is the life that I have always wanted. A normal life.”
Alyssa was filled with a plethora of emotions. She choked on her tears as she continued, “I don’t think that I am suffering in any way because this is what I want. I want a life with just the two of us under one roof and spending our days together.”
Blood drained from Jeremy’s lips, and his fingers curled up into a fist of regret.
Spending their days together…
Words were not enough to express Jeremy’s feelings for Alyssa. That was what Alyssa had always wanted. But he had only managed to fulfill her wishes now.
“You have never experienced these. Neither have you really understood me. I would go as far as to say that you didn’t even know what Mom wished for. So, you do not have the right to dictate my life. You cannot get in the way of the choice that I’ve made.”
Alyssa’s words pierced through Winston’s heart. The world in front of him gradually became a blur.
“Also, these days, Jeremy has been the one doing the cooking. He cleaned the house and did my laundry. I was merely accompanying him to buy the ingredients.”
Alyssa wrapped her warm hands around Jeremy’s tightened fist. She intertwined her fingers with his, then said, “My Jeremy knows how to do everything other than having kids. So, you don’t have to be such a busybody and worry about me.
“Feel free to stay for a meal tonight, and you’ll get to try Jeremy’s cooking. Otherwise, you may take your leave.”
After Cyrus retreated, he hadn’t actually left because he still had matters to speak with Alyssa about.
He simply strolled around in the manor.
He ended up walking along a long corridor. There, he discovered paintings that had been framed up in delicate-looking copper frames that were hung up on the walls.
Some of them were paintings of scenery of the early summer. Some had lively dogs. But, more than that, there were portrait paintings.
He couldn’t help but stop in front of a three-foot-tall painting.
The painting portrayed a man in a black shirt. He was slender and tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His eyes were as bright as a star. The man depicted in the painting was none other than
Landon.
Cyrus widened his eyes and inspected the artwork carefully. His decent upbringing refrained him from giving in to his urge to touch the painting.
“What an impressive piece. It is as lifelike as a photograph.”
“Did you mean that?”
Cyrus jumped. He turned around immediately. He hadn’t realized that Lauren was behind him. She was hugging a brown fluffy teddy tightly and looking at him sheepishly.
Lauren looked adorable to him at that moment.
Cyrus’s gaze became slightly deeper. He laughed light-heartedly and answered in a warm tone, “Of course I meant it. Did you paint this?”
“Yeah, I did.” Lauren nodded.
“You must have put a lot of thought and emotions into it. It took quite a bit of effort, didn’t it?”
“Mm… That’s alright. The most important thing is that Landon likes it.”
Lauren’s eyes lit up at the mention of Landon. She smiled sweetly, and her face blushed pink.
“Landon treats me very well. There is not much I can give him, so I just did this painting as a gift. I’m glad that he likes it.”
Cyrus’ heart skipped a beat.
Throughout all these years of being a police officer, he was always immersed in the dark side of the world. Every day, he fought fiercely with countless abominable devils.
It had been a very long time since he had seen such pure eyes.
The woman in front of him was just like the clear moonlight. Inconspicuously, she had lit up his dull and gloomy heart.
Lauren noticed that he had his gaze fixed on her. She blinked and looked at him with a confused look on her face. “Mr. Cyrus?”
Cyrus snapped out of his thoughts. The corner of his lip curled upward.
He said, “I remember the time from Lyla’s birthday party when you addressed Lyse as Alyssa. So, there’s no need to bother with formalities. Call me Cyrus, just like Alyssa does.”
“Cyrus?” Lauren was compliant. She addressed him exactly how he asked her to.
Cyrus smiled with his dashing eyes. He was about to reply when a cold voice sounded.
“Mr. Cyrus, Ms. Lauren is Mr. Landon’s partner. It isn’t appropriate for you to be so close with her in private.”
Angelina watched Cyrus with a gloomy look in her eyes. She walked briskly to Lauren’s side, giving off an attitude of assertiveness as if she was defending Landon’s rights.
Cyrus remained calm. He smiled slightly and responded, “What did I do that was so indecent that warrants such defensiveness from you?
“Why? Does being with Landon mean that she doesn’t have the right to interact with others normally?
Are you saying that any man who talks to her will have to die? Is he overly paranoid, or is his selfesteem just so low?”
“You!” Angelina gnashed her teeth as she glared at Cyrus. If he weren’t Alyssa’s elder brother, she would have already given him a tight slap on the face!
“Angie…” Lauren tugged at Angelina’s shirt and shook her head anxiously.
Lauren might not be very articulate and look simple-minded, but she often understood the ways of the world.
Cyrus was Alyssa’s brother. It was because of this connection that he would stop to chat with her. She was aware of that.
If they were to have bad blood just because of a tiny matter like this, it would put Alyssa in a tough position, and that would be bad.
Cyrus caught a glimpse of Lauren’s nervous expression. In the end, he smiled nonchalantly and strutted past Angelina.
“No one can steal whatever that is meant to be his. So, what’s the use of being overprotective? You’re wasting your time being concerned. After all, us Taylors are cultured people.”
To their great surprise, Winston chose the latter after being given the option to leave or stay for dinner.
He decided to stay despite having had an intense argument with Alyssa.
After a recent argument, they were now sharing a meal. Only the Taylors were capable of making 180-
degree turns like this.
Nonetheless, Jeremy was now scared out of his mind. He had to whip up a meal under Winston’s watchful eyes. He had never been so freaked out in his entire life. His heart was in his mouth!
Winston sat in the living room, exuding regality to intimidate Jeremy. Jeremy felt like he was welcoming royalty.
“Lyse, I only have a few simple dishes in my repertoire. Plus, they’re not that great.” Jeremy stood stiffly in the kitchen, feeling worried. “Would those make him throw up?”
Alyssa snorted. “You’re exaggerating.”
Alyssa burst out laughing. She put the apron over Jeremy’s neck and then tied it around his waist.
“Well, I have to say that Lyla has been feeding my dad well all these years. He has become an extremely picky gourmand.”
Jeremy gulped, then took a deep breath.
“But don’t you worry. I will be here to guide you. You just have to follow my instructions, and you won’t be too far off.”
Tenderness filled Jeremy’s eyes. He pulled Alyssa in for an embrace and planted a loving kiss on her forehead. “Yes, ma’am!”
“No! You’ve got the sequence wrong! You should’ve put the meat in first! “