‘Everyone is here. Even the one who shouldn’t come is here…’

There was a profound meaning behind her remark: ‘Who should be here and who shouldn’t?’

Brendan’s expression turned solemn. He was about to speak when Charlene said smilingly, “Look at all of you. I’m saying that I shouldn’t have come today. I didn’t know, and it is such a coincidence. However, since I’m already here, we should have a meal together, right?”

Charlene behaved shamelessly as if she was oblivious to the fact that no one in the house welcomed her presence.

Meanwhile, Madame Brighthall walked out in a haste with the chicken soup she had made. “Deirdre, this is the soup I had when I was pregnant with Brendan. My body was weak at the time, so I drank this every day—”

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Madame Brighthall’s expression changed drastically upon seeing Charlene at the door.

Charlene moved closer with a gentle expression. “Madame Brighthall, look at you. Why are you carrying something so heavy when your