My Fiesty Kitten

CHAPTER 35

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AUTHOR'S POV :

When Tharn heard what Type said he sat there without moving. Only one thought in his mind.

' Type's dad going to kill him '

Type hung up the phone after confirming that his Dad was fine. He looked at Tharn.

" Tharn, Dad asked for you. Can you please come with me? " Type asked.

Tharn didn't answer which made Type sad.

" Please Tharn. He is not well and I promised him that I'll bring you there. Please " Type pleaded.

" O... Okay " Tharn answered timidly.

" Thank you " Type gave a small smile to him and went to kitchen but after checking on Chris.

They were now infront of Eric's room.
It had a small kitchen and a room for relatives to rest other than Type's father's room.

All thanks to Tharn coz he made sure that Eric get the best treatment and facilities here but no one need to know that, right?

Tharn was carrying Chris and his baby bag. Type had food container in his hands.

" You okay right? " Type asked and I gave him a forced smiled.

Type sighed but opened the door for us.

" Paaaa " As soon as we entered Chris chirped.

" Yesh my baby, come to grandpa " Eric placed the soup he was having aside and made a hand gestures for Chris.

Tharn for a second couldn't believe that it was same person whom he met years ago and who almost choked him to death after knowing his relationship with his one and only child.

Tharn carefully went near him and placed Chris on the bed. Eric just ignored his presence but muttered
' B*stard '

" How's my pumpkin, huh? " Eric cooed Tian who showed his sweetest smile.

" Bblal... Paa " and started blabbering.

Type was busy serving breakfast to his Dad so Tharn just stood there awkwardly watching the exchange of words between his son and father in law.

" Take a seat " Ava, Type's mom said before feeding Eric who was busy playing with his grandson and Tharn obliged.

" Dad give him to me. Have your breakfast and medicine first " Type took Chris from his Dad and placed him on carpeted floor to play and handed him a small bowl of boiled eggs.

" So your back with that b*stard huh? " Eric snorted and took a bite of his sandwich.

" Dad " Type whinnied.

" I'm so disappointed Type " Eric made a face.

" U... Uncle " Tharn tried to interfere but Eric shot him a death glare.

" Am I talking to you? " Eric asked in a scary voice. Tharn gulped and nodded his head in a 'No'

" Then just shut up " he snapped at Tharn making Tharn flinch.

" Type, I'm telling you. It's either us or him. Choose wisely " Eric deadpanned.

" Dad, please " Type pleaded.