After chatting for a while, all of them headed towards the dining room where the old butler was asking the maids and servants to hurry up. They were done placing all the dishes on the table except for the dessert just as they entered the dining room with Adam, who had an arm around Stella's waist, leading the way.
The old butler bowed his head to greet the guests with the rest of the maids and servants following the suit. He then flicked his fingers, asking the maids and servants to leave.
After everyone was settled down on the table. Adam and Stella sat on one side with Liam sitting next to Stella while Blake and Lilian sat across them.
"Adam?" Stella called his name softly so that only he could hear her.
Adam hummed in response, turning his head towards her.
"I have never seen you sitting there. Why?" She asked in a low voice, pointing towards the head of the table. She had been staying with him for so long now but never saw him sitting on that chair, not even once. He would always sit in the same chair he was now.
Adam leaned his towards her, bringing his lips close to her ear. "That place belonged to Dad. It always will." He spoke up in a low voice.
Stella was taken aback by his reply. Her eyes teared up a bit as she squeezed his hand which was still holding hers, trying to give him some comfort. She could understand his pain. Or maybe she couldn't, at least she got the chance to spend some of her life with both of her parents. He didn't even get to see his mom.
"Hey, it's alright." Adam spoke up, his thumb grazing over her left cheek, wiping off a single tear that was trickling down.
"Can both of you please keep your hands off each other for a while. We are trying to eat here." Blake interrupted them. He didn't know what the duo was talking about, and he couldn't care. He was just annoyed by their publicly display of affection.
"Don't get your panties in a twist." Adam replied with a smirk as he placed a soft feather like kiss on Stella's lips. "Why don't you get yourself a girlfriend?" He challengingly looked at Blake.
Blake only pouted in return, making Lillian chuckle at his actions.
"Looks like you are having fun at my expense." He murmured next to her ear, his voice low enough for her to hear. "Looks like you are forgetting last night babes. Enjoy while you can. I will have my fun later on." He seductively murmured. His left hand rested at the back of her chair while the right one trailed over her thigh under the table, slowly inching closer to the junction of her thighs. Lillian's body became stiff in response as she threw daggers at Blake with her eyes.
Liam looked next to him and then across the table. He shook his head sideways. "Youngsters." He muttered under his breath before digging in, forgetting that he was exactly like this or probably worse when was around their age.
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They were now sitting in the living room having their coffees.
Adam had a serious expression over his face. He knew this was about to come sooner or later. But he was dreading how Stella might react after knowing this. He couldn't bare to see her sad.
Getting a nod from Liam, he decided to finally speak up.
"Sweetheart?" He called her with tenderness in his voice. He took her coffee mug and placed it down on the table, taking both of her hands in his.
Stella could see worry etched over his face. "What is it?"
Heaving a long, tired sigh, Adam opened his mouth. "Liam and Blake didn't just come for dinner today. They needed to discuss something with you." He took a pause before continuing again. "It's about your parents."
"What about them?" She asked him in a meek voice then turned to face Liam and Blake who was sitting on the other couch. Lillian was sitting on the single sofa chair quietly.
"We don't think that their accident was just an accident." It was Liam who spoke up this time.
Adam could feel her shivering, and brought her closer to him, hugging her by his side.
"Hey! It's alright. Just listen to them." Adam spoke up, rubbing his hand over her shoulder.
"After you were born, we used visit Ethan and Rosaline daily, and to see our little angel. But we didn't find them there one day. The hospital staff told us that your Mom was discharged. Knowing your Dad's nature, he couldn't have let Rosaline leave the hospital this soon, especially after she had a C-section. So, me and Paul were pretty shocked and went to their place."