"No need to explain."
"Why?" Amelia Stuart furrowed her brows, a bit puzzled.
Isaac Stuart didn't speak; instead, he got up and went to the Second Floor.
Let all this end here, he didn't want to see Belinda Howard's hurt and crying face again.
Watching her brother's back as he went upstairs, Amelia Stuart was full of confusion and incomprehension.
What does it mean, no need to explain? Her Big Brother is leaving tomorrow!
No way! She has to explain everything!
Arriving at the Room Entrance to Fenton Stuart's Room on the Second Floor, the Room Door was not closed, and the figures of Mother and Grandma could be seen at a glance.
"Anthony, can't you not go? Actually, many things can be learned domestically," Emily Walker spoke reluctantly as she helped her Son pack things.
Nearby, Vivian Ferguson, although also reluctant, had already become indifferent to such matters.
