Chapter 860 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• Kalene shook her head gently and looked up at the yard that was brimming with memories. “Son, this house holds the most memories for our family of four. You and your brother, you both grew up right here.” “Sometimes, when I look at the flowers and the greenery in the yard, I swear I can still see the two of you roughhousing, chasing each other around. “This is also where your dad and I settled down after we got hitched. We’ve shared so many memories here.” She lifted her hand, lightly brushing away a tear from the corner of her eye, “I can’t leave this place. I need to be here, with your father and your brother.” Zavier wanted to persuade her otherwise, but he couldn’t find the words, so he remained silent. Kalene turned to Skyler, “Skyler, Zavier can be a bit hot-headed and doesn’t always think things through. Please, keep an eye on him for me, will you?”
• Skyler nodded, “I promise I will.”e2 Kalene squeezed Skyler’s hand, “Alright then, let’s go have dinner. I’ve brought in a couple of chefs from Southern Port to whip up your favorite Southern Port dishes. Hope you’ll enjoy it.” Ever since Skyler had come to the Capital, she hadn’t had a taste of authentic Southern Port cuisine. Knowing that Kalene had made such a thoughtful arrangement touched her heart, and she resolved to stand by Zavier through thick and thin, “Thank you.” Kalene smiled, “We’re family now, no need for formalities.” The dinner was a cozy affair with just the three of them. The atmosphere was warm and peaceful. After the meal, Zavier and Skyler stayed the night. Their rooms were prepared by Kalene, considerately giving each of them their own space rather than lumping them together. Zavier retired to his room, while Skyler took the one next door.
• With her mind full of concerns, Skyler found herself unable to sleep. Instead, she sat out on the balcony, gazing at the stars. The winter break was approaching and the air was biting cold. The chilly breeze stung her face, but she barely noticed it, as her thoughts were occupied with her sister Iris. How could she bring Iris to the Capital? Suddenly, the sound of a lighter flicking to life came from the adjacent balcony. The sound was strikingly loud in the quiet night. She peered over and saw nothing, but she knew it was Zavier, “Smoking’s bad for you. You should cut down.” Zavier’s deep voice drifted over, “You’re already trying to boss me around, and we’re not even married?”