Nancy and Charlie waited in the living room until eleven at night before Henry and Linda finally came out of the media room.

Linda's mouth was chattering non-stop, while Henry's expression remained calm, showing no signs of impatience.

Nancy stood up and walked toward them, "Linda, it's getting late. You should go to your room and rest."

"Okay."

Linda, knowing Nancy wanted to talk to Henry, didn't think much of it and turned to head upstairs.

Nancy turned back and gave Charlie a look, indicating she wanted him to join her in talking to Henry. However, Charlie stood up, stretched, and waved her off, "Nan, I'm tired too. I'm going to bed."

Nancy shook her head helplessly. Indeed, it seemed better for her as Henry's sister to have this talk alone.

She led Henry to his room and even locked the door before sitting down with him on the sofa to chat.

"Henry, what's your attitude towards Linda?"

Henry blinked in surprise, "What...what attitude?"

Nancy slapped his arm, "Don't play dumb with me. Linda made it very clear today that she likes you. What about you? Do you like her?"

"I..."

Henry hesitated, lowering his head and looking gloomily at his legs.

Nancy laughed helplessly, "What's the matter? Are you still shy with your sister?"

"I'm...I'm not shy."

Talking about this topic made Henry stammer, "I...I'm just..."

Nancy couldn't listen any longer,

"Henry, liking someone is simple. You either like her or you don't. Is it that hard to answer? Look at Linda; she's so straightforward. She likes you and she said it out loud. You're a guy, aren't you supposed to be bolder than her?"

"I'm not, I didn't."

Henry knew he couldn't avoid the topic in front of Nancy. He sighed deeply, looking troubled. "Honestly, sis, I don't know if I like her or not."

"Haha?"

Nancy was amused by his response, "How can you not know? Henry, haven't you ever liked another girl?"

Yes, I have… It's you.

Henry turned to look at Nancy, feeling conflicted as if a tangled ball of string was inside him. He felt it was time to talk to Nancy about some things.

"Sis, actually, aside from you, I've never been close to any other girl. You know, I'm an orphan, so maybe…deep down, I'm more insecure than normal kids. So I…"

"Don't feel insecure!"

Nancy gripped his hand tightly, "Henry, you're not an orphan. You have me…"

"I know!"

Henry interrupted her, trying hard to explain, "Sis, I used to really like you. I always thought that kind of liking was romantic. I was scared you’d marry another man, scared you'd fall for someone else. I thought that was love!"

This time, Nancy didn't speak or show any surprise. She listened carefully and seriously to Henry's thoughts.

"But later, I realized it wasn't like that. I was just afraid that if you had a new family, you'd neglect me and distance yourself from me. Then I'd truly be an orphan!"