My Destined Lover

When Laura finally got home, the meals were finally brought to the table by the maids.

“Dad, Mom, I’m home.”

Laura took off her school bag and put it on the sofa She sat down at the dining table, and greeted coldly. All the while, she ignored the old man who had been smiling at her, seemingly completely uncurious about who he was.

Mr. Taylor was angry when he saw Laura’s indifferent face – Both of them are her daughters, why Lily can be gentle and warm to him, but Laura never shows any respect for him.

Subconsciously, he asked, “Why did you come back so late? Where did you go?”

“I didn’t go anywhere.” Laura curled her lips, “I discussed the problem with my classmates after class, that’s why I came back so late.”

Mr. Taylor didn’t buy it at all and was ready to ask again, “Don’t let me catch you lying…”

“Stop!” Old Mr. Taylor suddenly heaved down the chopsticks, “Just a little late, aren’t you? Did I ever scold you that you played truant when you were a kid? !”

The atmosphere froze, and for a moment even the sound of clashing dishes disappeared.

Laura finally got curious about the old man in front of her – Who the hell is he? How could he silence everyone else in the room with just a few words?

Mr. Taylor calmed his stiff face and said, “Laura, this is your grandfather.”

Laura’s active mind instantly cooled down.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, she obediently said” Grandpa”.

Old Mr. Taylor’s eyes were red and he could not resist getting up to hug Laura.

But after seeing the indifference in Laura’s eyes, he forcibly held back his movements. He suddenly remembered something and glared at Mr. Taylor.

“Do you still remember what I told you this afternoon? If you still recognize me as your father, hurry up!”

Mr. Taylor’s body stiffened. Things have been so long ago, he thought old Mr. Taylor forgot about it and still wanted to pretend that nothing had happened.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Clearly understanding old Mr. Taylor’s stubbornness, Mr. Taylor pursed his lips and spoke reluctantly in a low voice.

“Laura ah, this afternoon you had a trouble at school, Dad did not go to see you… I’m sorry, just forgive dad this time.”

When she heard Mr. Taylor’s apology, it would be a lie to say that Laura was not surprised. She glanced at old Mr. Taylor and knew, without guessing, that it was all his idea. Something in her heart twitched lightly.

Laura lowered her head as if nothing had happened and began to enjoy her food.

“It’s okay, Dad, you’re so busy with work. I can understand.” She was still giving Mr. Taylor an out.