Chapter 870 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• Skyler flashed two more photos on her phone. Take a look at this." Zavier peered closely at the images of two children who bore a striking resemblance. “Your sister is a twin?" Skyler explained, “This is me, and this is Iris. Both pictures were taken when we were five. I had someone Photoshop us together last year. Everyone who sees this picture thinks we’re twins. From now on, you’re not allowed to say we don’t look alike, okay?" Zavier couldn’t help but chuckle at Skyler’s stubbornness. “Alright, alright, I won’t say you two don’t look alike anymore." She pocketed her phone with satisfaction. “Glad you get it." Zavier stood up, offering a warm smile. “Come on, let me treat you and your sister to dinner."
• Iris looked at Skyler with concern. “Can we really go out to eat?” Iris wanted to, but she was also scared. e2 Skyler took Iris’ hand in hers and asked, “Do you want to go out to eat, Iris?" Iris nodded vigorously and said, “Yes." “Then that’s what we’ll do, and there’s nothing to worry about,” Skyler reassured her. Iris’ smile curled up at the edges, and Skyler’s heart clenched with a mix of joy and pity. Just like her, Iris craved the love and affection of a family. The simple prospect of dining out filled her with as much excitement as if she had been given the most precious treasure in the world. Zavier, observing this exchange, felt a pang of empathy. Even though he knew the sisters had a rough time with the Blue family, he couldn’t begin to fathom what they had endured over the years. The chauffeur Zavier had arranged was waiting outside. Ever considerate, Zavier took the passenger seat, leaving the backseat for the sisters.
• The two chattered non-stop, filling the car with their lively conversation. Zavier listened silently, determined to do whatever he could to help Skyler and ensure Iris’ well-being. He knew that only when Iris was alright could Skyler truly heal. At the table, Skyler kept piling food onto Iris’ plate. Iris savored every bite as if it were her first, reluctant to pause even for a moment. It wasn’t that the Blue family hadn’t treated her to good food. They had always controlled the portions to prevent overeating, worried that the girls would grow fat instead of tall. At ten years old, Iris was in the throes of growth spurts, naturally ravenous and quick to digest anything she ate. Limiting her food intake was, in essence, starving her. As Skyler served Iris more food, Skyler cautioned, “Eat slowly, Iris. Don’t make yourself sick. I’ll be in Southern Port for a few more days, and I’ll take you out to enjoy whatever you like."