Jacqueline called her to sit at the dining table, and the family was still talking and laughing as before.
Certainly, only Andrea listened to their laughing and talking, like an outsider.
"Andrea, where have you been staying during these days? Why didn't you give us a call?"
Celeste asked with a smile and put some food on her plate.
Andrea looked at the dishes in the bowl and pulled the corner of her mouth. "I lived with my friend."
She didn't want to tell them the truth, because the atmosphere was very intense.
"You'd better move back home. I misunderstood you about that last time. Don't take it to heart about those words. After all, we are still a family."
Andrea's hair stood on end when Celeste suddenly mentioned this.
She held her spoon tightly and frowned.
Seeing that she didn't say a word, Jacqueline pushed her and said, "Sister, you can come back home."
"Auntie Celeste, what do you want to say, just get straight to the point."
Andrea knew what she was up to.