Little Bride

Chapter14

"Why, are you unhappy being called my niece? " He put the plate of rabbit dessert aside, looking at me nonchalantly.

"Not really." I answered honestly.

"Am I that old?" He stopped and gave me a look. Afterwards, he fell silent and picked up his phone to make a call.

"Yeah, don't let anyone else in."

"Just let us eat in peace."

"No one is allowed."

...

Although he spoke in the gentlest tone, his attitude was firm.

I recalled the people we encountered since the afternoon, and Albert always maintained a smile. It made me feel exhausted.

It seems that even wealthy people can't do whatever they want. Suddenly, I felt that my life was not so bad in comparison, even though I don't have money, I can still live freely.

Later, he continued to remain silent, and I felt that he was cold. Although he didn't seem angry, there was an inexplicable low pressure around us.

To lighten the mood, I proactively picked up some seafood for him.

But I regretted it as soon as I did because he raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you mean?"

What could it mean? I just wanted you to not be angry, although I realized that picking up a raw oyster may not have been appropriate. But since I already picked it up, can I take it back?

"Tired as you, you need some nourishment," I said, feeling ashamed as my face turned red.

He chuckled and looked at me, self-deprecatingly saying, "Alright, I guess I should."

"How are you and Vernon?" he casually asked.

"We broke up," mentioning Vernon made me feel a bit down.

"Oh," he looked at me with interest.

"That younger student, she got to know him through me, and then they got together. Wasn't I stupid?" Every time I thought about those two appearing in the classroom that day, nothing felt right.

He remained silent for a while and said, "Yeah, that was pretty stupid."

"You..." I was self-deprecating when I called myself stupid, but hearing it from someone else didn't feel great.

"Never mind, let's not keep in touch anymore. I have nothing to do with him anymore. If he finds out we're in contact, he'll lecture me again."

"Did you only contact me because of him?" His gaze darkened, revealing indiscernible emotions.

"Not entirely," I explained, sensing his displeasure, I quickly changed the topic. "And what about you? Why did you contact me?"

Upon hearing this question, he visibly froze.

Throwing a difficult question back at oneself, I must say I admire my own quick thinking.

Just as I was feeling proud of my spontaneous response, he glanced at me and said, "Because you owe me money, forgot about that?"

I was instantly speechless.

That answer made sense, and I had no comeback, so I just buried my head in my food.