Blair seemed even happier to see Chantel now than she was when she saw

Erica.

Erica was crestfallen when she saw how her mother behaved around

Chantel. Whenever her parents saw Chantel or even Yvette, they seemed like they were very glad to see them. Enthusiasm, hugs, and cries of joy. But this wasn't the case with poor Erica

Chantel picked up the three-year-old boy with difficulty.

“Hugo

Mommy's back!" she said happily. Then she greeted the people in the living room, one by one. Wesley, Blair, Yvette, Remus and Erica all got smiles, greetings, and acknowledgements.

Wesley nodded at her.

“Hugo's heavier than ever. Don't hold him too long."

Chantel echoed with a smile, "Yeah he is! And taller, too!"

Yvette didn't see Chantel in person often. More often than not, she had to content herself with seeing Chantel on TV. As did everyone else. She came over and took Chantel to the Living room.

“How Long have you been back? Did you just get back from the airport? Sit down and relax!”

“Yeah. Glad to be back home again." Chantel didn't refuse and sat next to Erica with a smile.

Erica immediately leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Why are you back so soon? Was it because of me?"

Chantel nodded, but it was not convenient to say something with the others around. It was impolite to whisper around the elders, so she just gave her a smile.

Gifford was home early, too. He wasn't due in till tomorrow.

Chantel and Gifford eventually retired to their room.

After Hugo was born, Blair asked the maids to move Chantel's stuff into

Gifford's room. Sharing a room just made sense, with the baby and all.

The two hadn't seen each other for several years. But they weren't sure how to be themselves around each other. Things had changed, and were a little awkward.

Chantel had just donned her pajamas and was about to take a shower.

When she saw Gifford walk in the room, she was taken aback.

Caught off guard, she was not mentally prepared to meet him Like this

As soon as Chantel came to her senses, she remembered something. Before

Gifford could say a word, she ran to the table, took something from her bag and handed it to him.