Jocelyn had no idea what was running through Yannick's mind. She lifted a hand and patted his shoulder. "Dummy. How could I marry someone else? We already have a child together."
Yannick nodded and smiled. "I know. My wife loves me most, and now you only love me, right?"
Jocelyn hesitated for a moment, then quickly nodded.
"Mm. Of course."
Even that tiny pause hadn't escaped Yannick.
It was the first time Yannick had realized his mind could get this sharp, this touchy over the smallest thing, almost like one of those men who used to joke that women noticed everything.
Back then, he had always been the one women couldn't quite trust.
Now the wheel had turned, and he was the one who couldn't stop watching Jocelyn.
There really was something to that old saying.
What was love, in the end?
Nothing more than one person finally meeting the only one who could keep them in line.
For Yannick, that person was Jocelyn.
*****
In the blink of an eye, fifteen years had passed.
Before anyone really noticed it happening, Cecilia and Nathaniel's four sons were all grown.
Every one of them had turned out strikingly handsome.
Jonathan was the one girls liked most.
From middle school all the way through college, the love letters he got were enough to pile up and fill a whole room.
And Elliot had done more than fine for himself too.
He had become a red-hot superstar with at least tens of millions of fans.
And those fans weren't just young girls.
There was also a whole crowd of wealthy older women among them.
Those women had watched him through his livestreams and seen him grow up little by little.
The Smith villa.
Recently, Cecilia had stepped into the background.
She had already handed the company over to Jonathan.
Nathaniel had turned his company over to him too.
Jonathan handled two major companies by himself, and he did it with room to spare.
The warm, thoughtful son she remembered had somehow grown crooked.
She let out a sigh.
"Alright then. But if there's a girl you like, you have to tell Mommy."
Now that her son was grown, he didn't even call her Mommy anymore.
Jonathan nodded. "Yeah, I will. If there's nothing else, I'm heading back to the company to deal with work."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Jonathan got up and left in a hurry, like if he stayed one second longer, his mother would start pushing him to have kids again.
The moment he was gone,
Nathaniel, who had been sitting off to the side without saying a word the whole time, finally spoke. "Ceci, I told you. Once sons grow up, they stop wanting to stay around us. You didn't believe me before."
After he said that, he looked at Cecilia in a coaxing way.
"How about we talk for a while?"
Cecilia frowned. "Forget it. We've already been married forever. What is there even to talk about?"
Nathaniel looked thoroughly wounded.
Then something seemed to occur to Cecilia, and she added, "Oh, right. Calvin has a kid now. Did you know that?"

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