After Fabian Hols left, Serena Zimrman and Alia Linton fell into silence, making the atmosphere very awkward.
"Sis! You..."
"Serena..."
After a long silence, Serena Zimrman and Alia Linton both spoke at the sa ti, and upon hearing each other, they both shut their mouths again.
"You go first!"
"You go first!"
After staring at each other for a mont, they spoke again at the sa ti, and their words were exactly the sa.
Seeing the situation between the two, Evelyn Taylor, who was standing aside, suddenly laughed, "Aunt Hols! Aunt! You two have such great chemistry; it’s almost to a telepathic level."
She looked at both of them separately and, seeing the similar expressions on their faces, shook her head in disbelief.
"Sis! You go ahead and speak."
Serena Zimrman gratefully glanced at Evelyn Taylor, who had broken the awkward silence, and then spoke rapidly.
This ti, Alia Linton didn’t politely refuse. After glancing at Evelyn Taylor, she returned her gaze to Serena, "You’ve worked hard these past few days, I really don’t know how to thank you."
Her words were sincere, without any falsehood; they were spoken from her heart.
These past few days, she had only been thinking about her own matters, completely forgetting about her son’s wedding. As a mother, she was not as attentive as her son’s uncle and aunt.
Her brother was right to scold her that day; they were too selfish, only considering their own feelings and completely disregarding others’.
Just now, she was lectured by her father again. Although it was hard for her to accept for a while, she realized her mistake in her heart; she just didn’t want to admit it verbally.
"Sis! Why are you being polite with ? We’re family, and family shouldn’t say such formal things, or it makes us feel distant." Serena Zimrman, although she had so issues with Alia Linton’s actions, had no problem with Alia herself, and she had respected this sister-in-law since she joined the Linton Family.
Alia Linton had no issues with her sister-in-law Serena either. From the first eting with her, she had a particularly good impression and liked her a lot.
"Yes! We are family, we won’t speak of such formal things." While speaking, Alia Linton lifted her uninjured hand and affectionately placed it on Serena’s shoulder, "What were you going to say to earlier?"
Having said what she wanted to say, she was curious about what her sister-in-law wanted to tell her.
Serena Zimrman slightly turned her body and looked towards Alia Linton, "Sis! I noticed that your face looks a bit pale, are you not feeling well?"
When Fabian Hols and Alia Linton had walked into the living room earlier, even though Alia had makeup on, Serena noticed that her complexion wasn’t quite normal.
As she got closer, she saw more clearly that at this mont, Alia Linton’s face was very pale and lacked color.
This imdiately reminded Serena of last night, when Michael Linton suddenly left the house in a hurry after receiving a call, looking so flustered.
Although he tried to hide it, as his wife of twenty years, she could still sense his unusual behavior.
"Perhaps I haven’t been resting well these days."
Hearing Serena’s question, Alia Linton knew that Michael Linton hadn’t told Serena about her wrist-cutting incident and hospital stay, which relieved a burden from her heart.
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