Chapter 2616
When His Eyes Opened
Lilly looked at her mother in surprise: âMom, can Dad edit pictures?â
Of course Shea didnât know Wesley can edit pictures, but Shea has to speak for Wesley: âYour father
can do everything. Even if he canât, he will learn it soon.â
Lilly nodded: âIt seems to be true. Dad is really good. Itâs just that, I can also edit pictures, I can do this
kind of small things by myself, and my father has to go to work, so busyâ¦â
âLilly, since your father wants to help you edit pictures, you can let him do it for you. Letâs take a picture!
Your friend is here, you should spend more time with your friend.â At this point, Shea looked at Siena
softly, âItâs getting late, you should be tired too? Go take a bath and rest!â
Lilly immediately led Siena back to the room.
Maria ran towards the study, wanting to see her father retouching the pictures.
Wesley had already opened the notebook and transferred the photos from the camera to the computer.
Shea also followed into the study.
The mother and daughter stood beside Wesley, carefully looking at the photos on the computer screen.
âItâs a beautiful shot! Maria, did you take all the photos?â Shea asked.
The sudden sound of Shea startled Wesley.
Wesley was too absorbed in watching the screen just now, and didnât notice that their mother and
daughter came in.
âWhy donât you go to rest? Itâs already very late.â Wesley got up from the chair, wrapped Sheaâs waist
with one hand, and held her daughterâs hand with the other, leading them out of the study.
âDad, how about the photos I took?â Maria asked.
âItâs a good shot. Dad doesnât think it needs to be repaired!â Wesley boasted, âMaria, you did a good
job. Itâs rare for your sister and Siena to meet each other. Itâs great that you can help them take pictures
to commemorate â
âThis is what I should do! My sister wants to take Siena to watch the sunrise tomorrow. I donât know if I
can get up tomorrow morning.â Maria muttered.
âGet up if you can. Itâs okay if you donât get up.â Wesley said, âIf you canât get up tomorrow morning, Iâll
take pictures for them.â
âDad, you go, Iâm going too.â Maria pouted, âIf I canât get up, then you wake me up. Otherwise, if you all
go to watch the sunrise and donât take me with you, I will be angry.â
Wesley: ââ¦â
After sending the mother and daughter out of the study, Wesley returned to the chair and sat down
again.
There were a dozen photos in the camera.
Several of them were taken outdoors. The light at night was not good, and the photos looked dark.
Wesley chose a photo taken in the barber shop just after Siena had her hair done, and sent it to Layla.
After the photo was sent, Wesley took a deep breath, and then sent the photo to Avery.
â¦â¦
Bridgedale.
It was daytime.
Hayden was located in a mansion in the city center where every inch of land was expensive. His family
was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.
Hayden sat on the side of the sofa, holding a coffee cup, drinking coffee and reading magazines, with
an attitude of nothing to do with himself.
Avery felt that Hayden was more and more like Elliot.
Itâs not about their looks, but about their manners and temperament.
It turned out that the father and son were incompatible. What Hayden hated the most was his father,
but after all, he had now become a man like his father.
Elliot sat on the other side, examining his nervous young son Robert with a puzzled expression.
Robert said that he had to confess to them. But after he said he wanted to confess, a quarter of an
hour had passed, and he still hadnât said a single useful word.
Avery didnât know what kind of medicine was sold in Robertâs gourd. Tired of waiting, so she took a
banana from the fruit bowl.
When the skin was about to be peeled off, Elliot stretched out his hand.
Avery gave him the banana, and then looked at his youngest son: âRobert, mom, guess what you want
to say. Are you going to say that you found out that you donât like girls, but you like boys.â
Robertâs face flushed with surprise: âMom, no! Iâm normal. Iâm very interested in girls. I just havenât met
the girl I really want to fall in love with. Besides, I donât want to talk to you about emotional problems, I
want to talk about my future development.â
âWhatâs your development?â Avery asked, âItâs not emotional, thatâs work?â