"Be a good girl. Take it." Ignoring her refusal, Cecelia stuffed it in the girl's pocket.
Blair didn't know what to do. They were alone in the room, so she couldn't ask for help. Left with no choice, she accepted it.
"Okay then. I'll take it. Thanks, Aunt Cecelia. And thank Grandpa Keith and
Uncle Baldwin, for me too."
She was thinking that maybe she could give the red envelope to Wesley or find a chance to buy a gift for the elders one day.
"Great. Hey, by the way, you hung out with Wesley yesterday. Where did you go?"
Blair told her honestly where they went and what they did the previous night.
“Okay, I see. Again, don't listen to him. He never says what he means.
When he says he doesn't love you, he probably means the opposite. Never give up on him. Give him some more time. I can't wait till you call me
“Mom. *"
Her last sentence made Blair cry. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
“Aunt... That's beautiful. Thank you."
She felt blessed. She was lucky to meet an elder who was so nice to her. Besides her uncle, Cecelia was her biggest fan. And she felt Blair and Wesley belonged together.
“Don't cry. I should be the one thanking you. You've been taking care of my son." Cecelia gave Blair a warm hug to comfort her.
“No. It's the other way round. He's been taking care of me..." Cecelia was excited to hear that.
"See? I knew it! Wesley never knew much about women. He Loves you too much so he knows what to do on instinct."
Blair nodded with a sob.
"Yeah. Thank you for your support, Aunt."
“Okay. Stop crying now. If Wesley sees you, he might think I'm being mean to you." Deep inside, Cecelia sympathized with this orphaned girl.
“He won't. He knows you Like me. He even took care of me to make you happy," she joked, a complicated feeling in her heart.
“Whatever. As long as he's good to you. Okay, good night. Sleep tight."
“Good night, Aunt Cecelia."
After returning to her bedroom, Cecelia told Baldwin in a chirpy voice,
“Honey, you'll never guess what Blair and Wesley were up to. Turns out your older son took her out for snacks and drinks yesterday!"
Baldwin pushed his spectacles up the bridge of his nose while saying,