NovelFinishWatching Grandma with those puppy dog eyes, Evan's heart was breaking.
He desperately wanted to tell her the truth, to reveal that mom was alive, and she was right in Oceanopolis! But the bigger picture demanded his silence. He had to bear it for now! All he could do was silently whisper to Pamela in his heart: Hang in there, Grandma. Mom's back, she might even be on her way right now. You'll see her real soon.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEvan sniffled, about to go upstairs to comfort Pamela, when a maid cin with a bowl of soup, "Sir, your wife's soup is ready." Evan's brows furrowed. This must be the infamous poisoned soup, huh? Larry cover too, noticing Pamela's tears and feigned concern, "What's the matter with Ms. Patel? Did she fall?" He was about to head upstairs when Evan, with a dark look, subtly stuck out his foot, and 'thump'! Larry went tumbling down, face-first into the dirt! He fell, dragging the maid down with him, the soup from her hands splashing right onto his head! Larry groaned, a mix of the shock from the fall and the sting of the hot soup altering his expression! Realizing Evan had tripped him, he turned a fierce glare on the boy, but before he could scold him, Evan burst into tears and ran upstairs, "That Mr. Handsis so scary, waaaah, he wants to hit me, he's a bad man, waaaah..." Evan cried, glaring at Larry, You jerk, consider this a welcgift. The real present is yet to come, just you wait! Larry, looking up at Evan on the stairs, scowled. Such a small kid and already playing the victim first, huh?! Where did this wild child cfrom?! Clayton consoled Evan, "Don't worry, he's one of mine. Larry, did you get burned?" Larry, swallowing his anger, got up and replied, "I'm fine, just a shabout the soup." Larry eyed the spilled soup, his gaze darkening. They had specially added something to that soup! Such a waste! All because of this darn kid! Fuming inside, Larry looked up at Evan, "Mr. Hawkins, since when did we have an extra kid in the house?" "Just wandered in unexpectedly." Clayton didn't elaborate, his focus shifting back to Pamela.
He noticed Pamela had suddenly stopped crying and was staring intently at the little boy.
After a moment, she excitedly pointed at Evan's eyes, saying, "Irene, Clayton, Irene..." Clayton knew what got her excited, responding, "Yeah, the kid's eyes do look like Irene's." Pamela leaned over, smiling warmly at the little boy, clearly taken with him.
Clayton was pleasantly surprised! Pamela had been restless for a long time, insisting on going to the docks before dawn. If not allowed, she'd cry. He was worried about how to calm her down.
He hadn't expected this little boy to divert her attention! Worried Pamela's behavior might frighten the child, he was about to offer an explanation.
Before he could, the little boy stepped forward, hugging Pamela, "Sweet Grandma, did you hurt yourself when you fell?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPamela, overjoyed, glanced at Clayton, quickly embracing Evan e shaking Herhead, "No hurt, happy." "I like sweet Grandma too. You can tell she's a good person just by looking at her." Pamela excitedly looked at Clayton again, "Clayton, happy, happy." She was telling Clayton how happy she was! Clayton, eyes misting, nodded, "Yeah, happy."
Evan felt a pang of sadness, realizing how just seeing their grandson made his grandparents so happy. If only they could see mom, they'd be even happier!
Hang on, Grandma and Grandpa.
Mom's on her way,.
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