Chapter 675 Missing Her Like Crazy
"Raymond, now that Tate's back, do you all hate me?"
Karen couldn't hold back her anger. "Mom wants me to give my room to Tate, and Dad thinks I'm wrong too. It wasn't my fault Tate went missing; you lost her. Now that she's back, it's suddenly my fault. No matter what I do, it's wrong."
Raymond frowned, wanting to scold her, but he knew he was to blame for Tate going missing.
"Karen, I didn't mean anything by it. You're my sister too, and I treat you both the same," Raymond said. "Now that Tate is back, our family is reunited. Let's have a nice family dinner today and make Mom and Dad happy."
Karen pouted, clearly upset. If it were someone else, she might feel better, but knowing Caspian liked Tate made her even more upset.
She knew Caspian's avoidance and rejection of her stemmed from Tate.
Previously, Caspian even publicly announced that he had nothing to do with her, which was humiliating.
Seeing Karen unhappy, Raymond sighed and softened his tone. "Let's go inside. It's cold out here, and Mom and Dad won't be happy if they find out
"Okay," Karen replied, and they went inside together.
Tate and the others went upstairs to check out the rooms, and Raymond followed. Karen sat in the living room, not wanting to join the excitement and watch her parents dote on Tate.
The housekeeper brought out some fruit, and Karen reached for a grape. "Today's grapes are really sweet."
The housekeeper said, "These were flown in this morning, the freshest. Mrs. Stewart got them ready because Tate's coming back today."
Hearing it was for Tate again, Karen felt annoyed, and the grape in her mouth lost its sweetness. She put it down and said, "It's a bit sour, not good."
The housekeeper stayed quiet, confused by Karen's reaction.
Karen was throwing a fit, and the housekeeper didn't dare say anything.
Upstairs, Tate looked around her room and loved it. It was her first time having her own space.
The room was cozy, making her feel good, especially the balcony full of blooming flowers, even in the cold winter.
Barbara had bought these fresh flowers, grown in a greenhouse. They were pricey and didn't last long, so she replaced them every three days to make sure Tate always had fresh flowers.
Barbara held Tate's hand, her eyes full of love. "Tate, now that you're home, I want to give you the best and make you happy. If there's anything you want or want to do, just tell me."
Tate shook her head and said, "No, I'm very happy."
Her happiness just didn't show on her face. She was used to hiding her emotions, so even if she was happy, it didn't show.
Tate didn't have any particular wishes.
Hearing this, Barbara felt sad. Most girls her age were carefree and expressive, often clinging to their moms.
But Tate was too reserved and mature, never asking for anything.
Eugene said, "Tate, don't hold back. If you want something, just tell us. Are you hungry? Let's eat first. If you think of anything you want, let us know anytime."
"Okay." Tate didn't really need anything but didn't want to let them down.
It was Tate's first time home, and she found it warm and welcoming, with people who cared about her.
While some were reuniting, others were dealing with loss.
At the monastery.
The first snow of the year had fallen last night, and by morning, everything was blanketed in white.
Snowflakes drifted down gently.
Many tourists had come to the mountain to see the first snow.
The monastery wasn't open to the public. Finnegan opened the window, watching the snowflakes, thinking of Ophelia.
He reached out to catch a snowflake, remembering how Ophelia loved the snow, but he couldn't watch it with her anymore.
"Ophelia, I miss you so much," Finnegan whispered.
No amount of scripture could ease his longing for her.
Late at night, his longing hit hard, making him cry uncontrollably.
He missed her like crazy.
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