"Don't stop us anymore."
Gillian Thompson's words of resentment pierced Nicholas Thompson's eyes.
He thought, over the years, by helping her avoid the pitfalls, Gillian had tacitly approved of his actions.
At least, she had grown accustomed to her brother's way of doing things.
But she had been resenting him all along.
"Fine, I won't stop you, but I have to personally check on this man before I can feel at ease handing you over to him."
"Suit yourself." Gillian Thompson didn't try to persuade him further, "But don't forget to ask Fourth Sister to help later. Second Brother, you can't really see me homeless, right?"
"When Ethan Hopkins' life gets better, mine will get better too. I feel guilty for being a burden on you all this time. Once I get married, I won't bother you any more."
Gillian's words were somewhat sincere.
Indeed, she thought that way.
Nicholas Thompson could help her for a while, but not for a lifetime.
