Let's Get Married

Chapter 442: Let Me Check If You’re Blushing

Rex carries Adair into the car. He doesn’t hear anything when he helps Adair to buckle up his seatbelt, so he reminds him patiently, “What should you say?”

Adair seems to be a little awkward, “Thanks, Uncle Rex.”

Rex raises his eyebrows, “You’re calling me uncle now?”

A man and a boy... The atmosphere between them is rather complicated. However, if you look closely, you will find many similarities between them, especially when they are stubborn.

They both stares at each other. In the end, Adair surrenders. He looks reluctant but in fact, he is just shy. He calls Rex shyly, “Thanks, dad.”

Rex feels satisfied. He smiles and strokes Adair hair, “Good boy.”

It is hard enough to get Adair to call him dad the first time. He doesn’t want to be an uncle to him anymore. Who knows when will be the next time that Adair calls him dad if he is so used to calling him Uncle Rex.

Rex closes the door. He then helps Lily to take the lunchbox when he sees Lily is holding it, “What’s this?”

“Dumplings.”

“For me?”

“Yes, from my mother.”

“What?” Rex pauses his steps when he hears what Lily said.

“My mother said you should try it,” Lily says softly. Thinking of what Bree did, both Rex and Lily feels warm, “Have you eaten?”

In fact, Rex and Orson have eaten something at the noodle shop near his office before coming here. He is not hungry at all now but hearing what she said, it doesn’t matter if he is full or not.

Looking at the lunchbox, Rex feels like he is showered in the wind of spring, even if it is night time now. His relationship with Bree and Harry never gets better from what happened five years ago. Both of them sees him as the enemy, a foe. No matter what he did to make it up to them, they never forgive him.

But now…

says in a

nods and gets into

the lunchbox in between the driver and the passenger seat. On their way back home, Adair has fallen asleep. Both Lily and

of the Imperial Villa. Fanny has arrived before them. She quickly approaches them when she sees their car pullover. Rex hands Adair to Fanny then holds Lily’s hand

getting into the house, Rex doesn’t even bother to change.

bulging as when they are fresh out of the pot. Instead, they shrink a little. Bree gives them many dumplings, so some of the dumplings stick together, and some of the fillings have even got out. Rex can clearly see the filling made out of mutton and carrots. They look funny

at him and says, “Let me reheat it for

her hand to the lunchbox but

his mouth, regardless if it is already cold. He enjoys the food with a compliment, “Your mother’s

when she brings the dumplings

softly. She has never

calmly. He is reminded of the dumplings he had during festivals at his house. It’s not that the dumplings aren’t nice at home nor how fancy Bree’s dumplings are. It is about the meaning it

have someone to cook for him just because they want him to have a good meal. It is all very

first. However, being born in such a family, it is hard not to change

always wanted to

of the dumplings in less than ten minutes. Lily stops him when there are only a few left in the lunchbox. “Stop eating. It is hard to digest all that before bed. If you like it, I

him for

time, Rex’s phone rings. It is already almost ten o’clock in the evening. Whoever calls anyone during this hour

the phone. It is the management office of the Imperial Villa.

you at the guardhouse and her car is blocking the way. If you didn’t know her, I’ll ask people to tow her car.” The manager of the management office says in

to Rex, so she could roughly hear the conversation through his phone. Vivian had left quite

the way in the middle of

like what Vivian would

report everything to me?

his sentence, Lily covers his mouth and says, “We’ll go meet her. The more we avoid her, the more she will want to come sneaking into our life. We

Lily while his heart fills with curiosity. He then replies the caller, “We’ll be

immediately agrees to him, “Yes, Mr. Rex.

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