Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

Noah smiled when he heard what Nina said.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Nina turned to look at him, her eyes gleaming. "I want to be your sister. Not just like a sister to you."

A stiff smile formed on Noah's face. His eyes glistened as he gazed into Nina's eyes. He could read what she was thinking.

She knew he felt lonely.

She wanted to be his family.

"Thank you, Nini." The smile on his face gradually softened. He was at a loss for words, not knowing how to describe the emotions that surged inside him.

"What are you thanking me?" Nina asked knowingly, expecting to hear the answer she wanted.

Noah didn't treat the Ye family members as his family.

"Nina, I've always seen you as my sister. I've considered you family ever since you started calling Aunt Kristina your aunt." Noah reached for the dry towel in Nina's hand and stepped forward to dry her hair.

Letting him dry her hair, Nina smiled and called, "Brother."

Noah stopped what he was doing. Upon hearing Nina call him her brother, he knew he couldn't confess his feeling

sn't letting up."

John paused for a moment.

"I lied to your aunt Nina. You didn't notice that?"

"I did," Chester answered.

"Then why did you say that?"

"Uncle John, you can't lie to people. It makes it even worse that you're lying to Aunt Nina."

John reached out and stroked Chester's hair. A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "You still have a lot to learn."

"I'm only ten years old." 'Isn't it too early to learn this?' he thought to himself.

John glanced at him and said, "I didn't ask you to look for a girlfriend now."

"Okay." Chester lowered his head. "I'll find a woman like Aunt Nina to be my wife when I'm thirty."

"Don't even consider. There's only one Nina in the world." John raised his chin proudly. "And she's mine."

John grabbed his coat as he made his way to the door. Before leaving, he warned, "You better watch yourself. If you do anything to Nina, I will personally break your legs."

Chester broke out into a cold sweat.

'Uncle John, I'm only ten years old!

Not thirty years old.'