Chapter 528: Family Love Doesn’t Require a Choice
Obviously, Stella said she didn't blame herself, but Lucas felt very painful.
He didn't know what he was greedy for. As long as his sister was still there and happy, it would be fine. But why did he feel so sad now?
The room fell into a strange silence. Stella looked at Lucas, then turned to look at Damian with a look of help. Damian shrugged, indicating that he could do nothing to help.
Lucas wasn't his brother, and he really didn't know what to do with the young man who had saved his life.
Seeing this, Stella could only sigh and look at Lucas and blink: "Do you... have anything else to say?"
Lucas looked at Stella, and felt the alienation in her tone. He opened his mouth, and finally shook his head slowly: "You have a good rest. Sorry to disturb you."
After saying this, Lucas left the room and walked out.
Hearing the door close, Starla patted her chest and said, "Huh, how embarrassing! I'm really not prepared for this situation."
"Starla, don't do this." Damian's voice was muffled.
"Huh? Brother, what are you talking about?" Stella looked at him.
"You know what? You've been like this since you were little. Whenever you want to hide something or lie, you blink. You haven't changed in all these years." Damian said in a casual tone, "Don't underestimate me, brother. I know you better than anyone in the world, much better than that little village chief Kong!"
"..." Stella lowered her head when she heard that and did not respond.
"Stella, I don't want you to make a decision that goes against your own will for me." Damian looked Stella in the eye and said, "Accepting someone who is related to you by blood doesn't mean you are betraying me."
"Then... why do you look so lonely?" Stella looked up at Damian: "Brother, you are the person who knows me best in the world, and I am also the person who knows you best in the world!"
"I'm not lonely, I'm just..." Damian seemed ashamed to speak up, or as if he didn't know how to bring it up. He raised his hand to scratch the back of his head, and then he stammered, "The Wilson family members all look like they walked out of an oil painting. When you're with them, it's like you're a family. I... I..."
"Brother, are you anxious about your appearance?" Stella was a little surprised.
"Damn, I don't know what this means. I always feel like... you guys are more like a family. I, I don't feel like your family." Damian blushed.
"Brother, family isn't made of looks; it's formed by getting along with each other." Stella found it a little funny. She held Damian's hand, her voice gentle but firm. "Just like when I was sick as a child, you sang nursery rhymes to me; when I was bullied, you fought for me; when I was unhappy, you clumsily tried to cheer me up; when I liked something, you respected my choice even if you didn't understand; I admired Village Chief Xiao Kong, and even though you had a lot of opinions about her, you still protected and helped her so as not to make me sad. Brother, this is family!"
"Starla..." Damian's eyes moved slightly, tears in his eyes.
"Brother, you are my most important family member. No one can change that." Stella looked at Damian and said seriously, "I won't stay in Sicily. I will go back to Xing'ertang with you. That is our home."
"But the Wilson family can give you everything better, I..." This time, Damian truly felt the gap between this big family and people like him who made their living by fighting.
The Wilson family values Stella very much, so perhaps this place is a better choice for Stella.
Starla shook her head: "It's a good place, but I don't belong here."
"What if you regained your memory? What if you..."
"Brother, even if I regain my memory, how old will I be then? We've been dependent on each other for so many years. Will all those memories be wiped out just because of those few years?" Stella shook her head and said, "Brother, I am very clear about my choice now, and I hope you can trust me."
Damian looked into Starla's determined eyes, and after a long moment he nodded and said, "I believe you."
"That's right!" Stella smiled as usual.
"But please remember, your acceptance of the Wilson family doesn't mean you're betraying me. Family ties aren't romantic, and you never have to choose between the two." Damian took a deep breath and gently stroked Stella's hair. "I'm sorry, Stella, I made you worry."
"It's not your brother's fault. I made him worry, didn't I?" Stella held Damian's hand. "Because we're family, we worry about each other, right?"
Damian nodded. "We are family."
"Yeah!" Stella nodded, then sighed and said, "It seems I need to go apologize to Lucas. My attitude just now may have hurt him a little."
"I'll go with you."
"No need, brother, just rest well." Stella put her hand on Damian's shoulder: "I won't let you get hurt again! Otherwise, even if I'm your brother, I won't forgive you!"
After saying this fiercely, Stella turned and left the room. She went down the stairs and saw a maid going upstairs: "Hello, have you seen Mr. Lucas Wilson?"
"Are you looking for the young master?" The maid nodded and took the initiative to lead the way: "The young master is over here, please follow me."
"Okay." Starla nodded and followed.
"You are so beautiful, and you speak Italian very well. I thought you couldn't speak Italian before." The maid smiled and looked at Stella twice, looking very talkative.
"I learned it specially." Starla smiled and said, "You are very beautiful too."
"You are so smart. Italian is not easy." The maid took Stara out of the villa and into the garden.
At a window on the third floor of the villa, the person behind the curtains calmly watched the scene. He slowly turned around and sighed softly, "Why come back if you're still alive? Sigh..."
Here, the maid was still chatting with Starla.
"Master Lucas is usually quite aloof, but I can tell he has something special for you."
"Really? Haha." Starla's smile was a little awkward, and she felt even more guilty.
"Master Lucas is the future head of the Wilson family. He is handsome, calm, and talented, completely different from others." The maid's eyes lit up when she mentioned Lucas.
"I see." Starla responded awkwardly, feeling that the direction of the conversation seemed a little strange.
"I'll tell you a secret. I came to the Wilson family as a maid specifically for Master Lucas." The maid gave Stella a mysterious smile. "The Wilson family's review is quite strict, even for an ordinary staff member."
"Um, Lucas... is he here?" Stella felt that the path the maid was taking her was getting further and further away, and she had a vague bad feeling in her heart.
"No." The maid stopped and turned to look at Stella with a smile: "Here, it's just you and me."
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