Back at home, everyone sat in the living room.
The servants had left to prepare tea and cake, leaving all of the Widjaya family members in the living room. Even if everything seems alright, the pain in their heart will probably only subside with time.
James took the cigar from the table with dim eyes. He just wanted to smoke to clear his mind, but Irene patted him. "Lilia is still here, don't smoke!"
James suddenly came to his senses, and when he raised his eyebrows, he shook his head. He replied with a wry smile. "Lilia, do you mind? I just want to smoke one."
Lilia shook her head, turned her gaze to look at Jean beside her, and poked his thigh with her fingertip.
When the man averted his gaze, Lilia pointed at her stomach.
Jean understood in a second, he held her finger and said. "Sister Claire has given birth, we've become uncles."
