Sheldon Yale saw them turn around and suddenly spoke.
In his words, there was nothing but concern for the two children.
From start to finish, he hadn't looked Evelyn Sherman in the eyes, as if he hadn't seen her at all.
Evelyn had no intention of calling out to him either, just standing quietly with Chester Yale. Suddenly hearing Sheldon Yale's words, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
The hand holding Chester Yale's tightly clenched for a moment.
Chester Yale took her hand in his and wrapped her somewhat cool small hand entirely in his palm, then turned around.
"Uncle, take care of yourself. I can arrange the wedding myself. When you're feeling better, I'll bring Harry and Molly to see you."
