Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1670

Lincoln watched the scene unfold, his confusion deepening as he became lost in his own thoughts.

As the dishes were served, several minutes passed in uncomfortable silence, the atmosphere thick with unspoken words.

Unable to hold back any longer, Helen blurted out, "Taylor, you're a man—why don't you go first?"

"What am I supposed to say?" Taylor mumbled, nervously fiddling with his fingers. He avoided eye contact, clearly uncomfortable with the topic.

"Talk about your situation with Abigail!" Helen pressed, her hints becoming more pointed. "Stop playing coy and just get to the point."

Taylor fell silent, unsure of how to respond.

Beside them, Jenson sat with his teacup, glancing back and forth between them.

"It's hard to talk about this kind of thing…" Taylor replied, struggling to find the right words.

"Just say whether you want to be with Aunt Abigail or not! What's so hard about that?" Sienna blurted out, cutting through the tension.

Helen raised an eyebrow, taking a sharp breath. Kids really did have a way of being brutally honest—something adults could never seem to pull off.

"Absolutely not," Taylor replied quickly.

"Why not?" Abigail pressed.

"There's no reason. I just never thought about dating anyone. So why would I be with you?" Taylor said, avoiding her gaze.

A long silence followed before Abigail asked, "Is it because you like Helen? You're always thinking about her, aren't you?"

Helen nearly choked on her drink, taken aback by the sudden shift in the conversation.

Despite all his words, what stood out to her was the way Taylor spoke about protecting Helen. It was only when Helen's name came up that he seemed to come alive, his usual shyness slipping away.

Whether he admitted it or not, his feelings were becoming all too clear.

Abigail silently exhaled, pushing down the bitterness bubbling inside her. With a sharp clap of her thigh, she forced a bright smile onto her face.

"That's great! I actually feel the same way. You're such a good friend of Helen's and have always been so kind to me. It wouldn't feel right to leave things up in the air like this. What a misunderstanding this has been!

"Now that we've cleared things up, we can avoid feeling awkward. Honestly, I thought you liked me, and it stressed me out so much I couldn't even sleep! The truth is, I don't like you either. Now I can finally get some rest!"

Abigail forced a smile, but her eyes were brimming with unshed tears.

From a distance, Taylor couldn't quite make out the tears, but the sadness in her expression hit him hard. It was as if the weight of her emotions pressed on his chest, leaving him with an inexplicable ache.