"Talk about..." Sydney looked up at him. "Talk about getting married."
Julian paused, a spark lighting his eyes as he turned to Florence. "You're right. I'll have someone pick a date tomorrow."
Sydney glared at him. "I haven't even said yes yet. Didn't you just say you'd think about it?"
Julian raised an eyebrow, deliberately teasing her. "Then you need to give me a deadline for that thinking. Otherwise, I'll be worrying about it every day."
Florence laughed and lightly scolded them, "All right, all right. You two can take your time sorting it out when you get home. Don't flirt in front of me."
Sydney's cheeks warmed. She gave Julian a light kick under the table.
Without the slightest embarrassment, Julian took her hand and brushed his thumb across the back of it.
Outside the window, the sunlight streamed through the glass, filling the living room with warmth.
When Diana finished her work and came downstairs, this was the scene that greeted her.
She instinctively softened her steps, a trace of tenderness appearing in her eyes. 'How nice. My younger sister is doing well.'
"Diana." Sydney spotted her first and waved her over. "Finished with work? Julian brought so much fruit. We washed some strawberries and blueberries. They're so sweet."
Diana walked over and sat on the sofa. Sydney pushed the fruit plate toward her.
Julian checked the time. "It's almost lunchtime. I booked a restaurant. You should all come along."
Florence waved a hand. "You young people go ahead. I won't join the fun. Just have the kitchen make something light for me."
"Mom, if you don't feel like going out, I'll stay and eat with you," Diana said.
Florence glanced at her daughter and noticed the faint fatigue on her face. Her heart softened. "Don't worry about me. Go have lunch with Sydney and get some fresh air. It's not good to stay cooped up at home working all day."
Diana was about to say something else, but Sydney had already looped an arm through hers. "Come with us, Diana. The lasagna at that restaurant is amazing."
Diana didn't protest further. She nodded. "All right. Let me change first."
After she went upstairs, Sydney turned to Julian and lowered her voice. "I keep feeling like Diana still isn't completely at ease, even though she seems fine on the surface lately."
"A divorce is bound to leave its mark." Julian's tone remained calm. "But she won't let herself stay trapped in those feelings for long."


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