Seeing this, Madam Moreland was simply overjoyed.
Those who had seen it all could imagine what had happened between the two upstairs.
At the dinner table, the two naturally ended up seated together.
In the middle of it, Benjamin Moreland surprisingly served food to Grace Adams, which was unprecedented.
Amelia Clarke bit her chopsticks as she watched Grace Adams' shy and happy demeanor, genuinely happy for her. Her brave wait of over twenty years had finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel.
"Eat your food, what are you daydreaming about?" Owen Moreland put a piece of crispy duck skin into Amelia Clarke's bowl.
Amelia Clarke snapped back to reality and her leg stealthily moved closer to Owen Moreland's, rubbing against it.
Owen Moreland turned his head to look at her.
Amelia Clarke took off her slippers and stepped on top of his foot, gently rubbing his instep with her arch.
Engaging in such secretive flirtations in front of others was inexplicably exciting.
