Stepfather

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In the afternoon, New invited Nanon to take a walk and drink tea together in the garden behind Paramej's house. Paramej's back house is huge and there are many kinds of flowers planted. So that makes this house look beautiful and refreshing. There are also garden chairs and a round table used for drinking tea.

And the one that stole the most attention from the garden was the large greenhouse just filled with rose. The greenhouse was built by Paramej as a form of his love for Yangyiy who is so fond of roses.

New smelled the aroma of jasmine flower tea, then sipped it while closing his eyes to enjoy every tea water that flowed down his throat and the fresh breeze that hit his face.

"Mopa, why is the greenhouse only filled with roses?" Nanon asked, pointing to the greenhouse not far from where he was.

New smiled sweetly, then put the teacup on the round table. "Because grandmother likes roses. Therefore, grandfather made the greenhouse special for grandmother."

Nanon nodded his head. "What flowers Mopa like?"

"Erm..." New tapped his chin with his index finger thoughtfully.

"Sakura," New replied cheerfully.

"Wait for big Nano, Mopa. Later Nano will also make a greenhouse full of cherry blossoms for Mopa," said sincerely with innocent round eyes.

New's heart touched. "Ouw.. hug Mopa, my prince," said New, exasperated by Nanon's sweet behavior.

Nanon, who was sitting at a little distance from a New, immediately got off from the chair and hugged New's body affectionately.

New chuckled and ruffled Nanon's hair.

Because the sky was getting dark, finally New and Nanon entered the house after finishing their tea.

The clock was 9:07 p.m.

Nanon has slept with Paramej. The boy didn't seem to want to let his grandfather be lonely sleeping alone.

After brushing his teeth, New was also ready to lay down before his cellphone suddenly rang. He glanced at the cellphone screen that was on the bed.

Unknown number?

New pulled the button upwards and someone's baritone voice immediately greeted his sense of hearing. He just realized that only Tay had his phone number, he didn't have Tay's number yet.

"What's wrong?" New asked in surprise.

"Should I have a reason to call my wife?" Tay imitated the sentence New had said.

New rolled his eyes in embarrassment. "I want to sleep," he said simply as if to insinuate Tay for bothering him by calling at night.

"Okay, just turn it off," Tay said casually from the other side.

New raised an eyebrow in surprise at Tay's calm demeanor. All he knew was that Tay would have protested if he had turned off the telephone line. There must be something behind it that he doesn't know.

New shrugged both shoulders indifferently. Then New completely hung up on the phone and ignored all his complicated thoughts.

And when New put the cellphone on the nightstand, suddenly the bedroom door opened itself.

Error, not own, but opened by someone.

New's gaze turned flat. It turned out that his guess was correct if there was something behind Tay's not as annoying attitude as usual.