Mr. Marsh’s Twins

So, Agnes sat quietly during the meal, her head down as she ate, but her thoughts had already drifted far away. She felt troubled, sensing that the peace of the Campell family was about to be shattered. Spencer would be around for the next three months with the crew. Who knows what the situation would be like once Ming returns tomorrow? Agnes felt a deep sense of worry.

“Agnes,” Spencer called softly, his eyes resting on his sister’s face as he ate, making sure not to ignore her.

The girl looked up, pulling her thoughts back. “Hmm?” She met his gentle gaze.

“Have you ever published a comic book?” he asked inquisitively.

The girl nodded but said nothing. Her sister, however, answered with a smile, “Agnes published her first comic at seventeen, and it sold very well. It was among the top ten in the domestic comic rankings that year.”

“That’s impressive!” Spencer looked at his sister again, admiration written all over his face. “Can you give me a signed copy? I’d like to keep it as a collection.”

Did he really read comics? Agnes didn’t believe it. He probably didn’t have such a hobby; he just wanted to get closer to her sister and build a relationship. So Agnes didn’t agree immediately. Instead, she smiled politely at him without agreeing or refusing.

Summer continued eating, occasionally glancing at them but saying nothing. The topic of comics didn’t last long.

After the meal, Spencer sensibly praised Summer’s cooking again and then said goodbye to the sisters. “I’ll be leaving now. Thank you for lunch.” He didn’t linger too long.

“Sis, I have to go too. There’s a meeting at the company this afternoon!” Agnes said as she picked up her bag.

“Do you want me to drive you?” Summer asked.

“No need!” The girl walked towards the door, following Spencer closely. She turned to her sister and said, “It’s easy to get a cab downstairs. You should rest well; you’ll be busy with the crew starting tomorrow. Bye!”NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

She stepped out of the front door, waved back at her sister, and then closed it behind her.

Summer didn’t chase after them or think much of it.

As Spencer opened the door to his apartment across the hall, Agnes gently pushed him inside and quickly followed him into his room, shutting the door swiftly behind her.

Spencer turned to look at her, slightly surprised.

The girl leaned against the door, looking at him warily and listening for any sounds outside. It was quiet; her sister hadn’t come out.

“Is something wrong?” Spencer asked gently, treating her like his own little sister as he walked towards the sofa. “Feel free to speak your mind; I won’t tell your sister.”

“What are you up to?” Agnes walked towards him and asked in a low voice with a hint of urgency. “Why were you having lunch at my house?”

“I already told you my story,” Spencer replied as he sat down on the sofa and poured her some tea. “I still love your sister. Whenever there’s an opportunity, I’ll definitely try to get close to her.”

He was straightforward about it.

Agnes’s lips trembled slightly as she sat down on the sofa. “I have a question.”

“Go ahead,” he said, looking up and willing to answer.

The girl spoke with a faint anger in her voice. “If you’ve never let go of my sister and haven’t lost your memory, why have you dated so many girlfriends? Is this what you call being devoted? Is this just an unfulfilled desire that keeps stirring? Even if you got together with my sister, you’d break up soon because you’d need something new.”

Was this how she saw him?

Spencer felt a chill for a moment and suddenly a bit panicked.

If this was what Agnes thought of him now, what if Summer’s parents thought the same in the future?

No, he had to win over Agnes first.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you want to defend yourself?” Agnes crossed her arms and looked at him expectantly.