Aylin's fingers gently paused around Steve's hand, her expression tinged with complexity.
She knew that Steve genuinely loved her as a daughter-in-law, and his affection for her was truly heartfelt.
If it were the her from the past, she would have been overjoyed.
Now that she has regained her memory, she is no longer willing to be that humble housewife who bows her head and loses her self-esteem for love.
Aylin whispered softly, "Grandpa Steve, I appreciate your kindness, but I just don't have feelings for him anymore."
The past three years seem to have been like a dream.
The furnishings and decorations in the Delacruz's home remained unchanged, but she was no longer a part of this family.