Aiden Shaw looked at her restrained expression and couldn't help but recall the night when her parents died.
She stared blankly at Uncle Hughes and Auntie Young's bodies, her eyes vacant and numb.
It wasn't until the doctor announced their deaths that she finally shed tears, yet she held back from crying out loud.
And now, seeing her like this again, his heart softened a little.
His expression gradually became gentler, but the gravity in his words didn't lessen at all: "The Hughes family only has you now, always remember, to live, you need dignity."
Joyce Hughes wiped away her tears, her voice still trembling slightly: "Okay, I understand."
Aiden Shaw took one last look at her, said nothing more, and turned to walk out.
After he left, Joyce Hughes collapsed softly onto the sofa.
How could she not understand what Sir meant with those final words?
A warning not to wear away the small amount of feeling left between them.
That kind of feeling had nothing to do with love.
