He Wouldn't Claim Me — Another Man Did

Chapter 184 - 170: Sister-in-law

The way Silas Lockwood gently stroked her head left Luna Langley stunned for a long moment.

She hadn’t felt this way, being treated like a child, since her father had passed away.

"What’s wrong?" Seeing her standing motionless, Silas Lockwood put an arm around her shoulder. "Is there something else?"

"No, nothing."

"Then let’s get in the car."

"Okay."

Luna Langley got in the car, and Silas Lockwood drove her to Skysea Plaza.

"What do you feel like eating?"

"Something light."

"How about Cantonese food, then?"

"Okay."

The two of them found a Cantonese restaurant. Just as they were sitting down, they heard someone call out, "Brother."

Silas Lockwood turned at the sound and saw Isla Prescott and Shane Sterling entering from outside.

"Isabelle, Sean, you’re here for lunch too?"

"We are." Isla Prescott’s gaze fell upon Luna Langley. She smiled and said, "So this is my sister-in-law?"

Silas Lockwood nodded and made the introductions to Isla Prescott. "This is my wife, Luna Langley. Luna, this is my sister, Isla Prescott, and that’s her husband, Shane Sterling. You’ve met him before."

"It’s nice to meet you," Luna Langley said, smiling at them both as her eyes landed on Isla Prescott.

Isla Prescott was wearing a plaid dress today, giving her an understated, artsy vibe with a touch of girlish charm. If her baby bump hadn’t given her away, you would have mistaken her for a college student just by looking at her face.

Luna Langley had been intensely curious about what the woman Silas Lockwood used to like looked like. She had secretly searched for Isla Prescott’s dance videos online and was stunned by her beauty at the time. She never imagined that Isla would be even more beautiful in person.

’No wonder Silas Lockwood was so hung up on her. With a face like that, anyone would be.’

"So, you two are here for lunch?" Silas asked.

"Yeah, Isabelle suddenly had a craving for Cantonese, so we came over."

"Then sit with us."

"Okay."

Shane Sterling helped Isla Prescott sit down.

He was already a meticulous person by nature, and now that Isla Prescott was pregnant, he was even more attentive to her every need.

This was the first time Luna Langley had seen Shane Sterling like this. It was a complete departure from the ruthless, all-conquering President Sterling she remembered, and she couldn’t help but steal a few more glances.

Seeing Luna Langley staring at Shane Sterling, Silas Lockwood leaned in close, a hint of jealousy in his low voice. "What’s the matter? Admiring someone else’s husband?"

"That’s not it."

"Then why do you keep staring at him? Why not look at me?"

At his words, Luna Langley turned to fix her gaze on him. "President Lockwood, is this acceptable?"

Silas Lockwood broke into a smile. "Yes, President Langley. Just like that. Hold that pose."

After the four of them finished their meal, they left the restaurant together. As they were parting ways, they made plans to get together again the following week.

It wasn’t just an empty promise. Luna Langley and Isla Prescott had really hit it off. During the meal, their conversation had flowed nonstop, and the plan to meet again next week had been their idea.

"Isabelle is very beautiful," Luna Langley said suddenly on the drive home.

Silas Lockwood was quick to respond. "She is. And you are too."

Luna Langley could hear the desperate self-preservation in his tone and couldn’t help but laugh. "What are you so nervous about?"

"I’m nervous because I know you still have doubts about my past with Isabelle." Silas Lockwood put on his hazard lights, slowly changed lanes, and pulled over on a less busy stretch of road.

"Why are you stopping?" Luna Langley asked.

"Because what I have to say next is important." Silas Lockwood gently took Luna Langley’s wrist. "Luna, whatever I might have felt for Isabelle in the past, she’s my sister now. The only relationship between us going forward will be a purely familial one. You have to believe me. We’re married, and no matter what, I will be faithful to you and to our marriage."

"I believe you."

"Thank you for believing me. I hope you can also trust that, in the future, I will love you and only you."