"Leo, that's enough. Your father isn't fond of public displays of affection," Catherine chimed in, and a warm smile graced her face. The cheerfulness she constantly exuded was reminiscent of Nancy.
It was no wonder that Nancy preferred Catherine over Karen. As the saying goes, blood is thicker than water.
Damon felt my gaze and glanced at me before gently placing his arm around Catherine's slender waist. She looked elegant in a white sundress, a perfect match for him.
Upon feeling Damon's touch, Catherine leaned her head affectionately against his arm, her face lighting up with a smile.
"Hey, over here." Jones's voice pulled me back to reality.
What was I doing, watching my ex-husband and his sweetheart living their happily-ever-after?
"Come here. Let's take a picture together. Let's get someone to snap a shot for us." I beckoned Jones over.
"Us? Together?" Jones seemed surprised but quickly flashed a smile, "Sure."
