Warmth poured into Sophia’s heart in an instant. All of a sudden, her heart raced at an unusual speed.

There were many others with Michael—Hale and Gemma were there, as well as Joel and Stanley’s older brother, Caleb Fletcher.

Stanley, who had been heckling Sophia to get some compensation from the latter, turned incredibly meek and docile when he saw his two uncles looking at him. He looked like he was on the brink of death.

“Hey there, Uncle Michael and Uncle Joel; I would’ve been dead if you guys had come any later! I was this close to never seeing you again!”

Michael’s heart only fell back into place from his throat once he saw that his dainty little wife was alright. Although he desperately wanted to give her a nice, long kiss, there were too many people around; it wouldn’t be a good place to kiss her.

He had brought a bag of fruits as he walked in and placed it by Stanley’s bedside. When he passed by Sophia, he stretched out a big hand to stroke her hair as a comforting gesture after her scare.

Sophia looked absolutely pitiful, but her terrified little heart seemingly mended itself in an instant when Michael stroked her hair.

Stanley was moved to the verge of tears when Michael placed the bag of fruits next to his bed. He grabbed onto Michael’s hand and said, “I want a pat on the head too, Uncle!”

Gemma had already explained last night’s situation to Michael in detail, so he already knew all about Stanley’s heroic deed. He hadn’t expected this kid to be so trustworthy when push came to shove. Giving a warm smile to Stanley as a sign of gratitude, the smile was as warm as a kind deity’s; Michael even obliged and patted Stanley’s head.

“You’ve always been a good boy in my eyes, Sundae Cone. You’re the pride of the Fletcher Family!” Michael complimented as he patted the younger man’s head.

 

Stanley was so moved that tears nearly escaped his eyes when he saw that the aloof uncle of his—whom he had worshipped since young—revealed an appreciative smile.

All his life, he had seen Michael and Joel as goals for him to work toward. Just like his uncles, Stanley worked hard to carve a place for himself without relying on his family.

 

However, he truly had no intention of joining the army. After two years of mandatory service, he gave up the chance of being promoted to an officer so that he could go to university and continue his love for esports.

decision and felt like he was an irresponsible person; there was even a point in time when tensions ran high between the family because of their arguments. The only ones who truly supported him were

into the national esports team. Stanley had also

had fought for all of his achievements by himself, never once asking for

refused to

Stanley couldn’t stop himself from

they were from the same mold. They both had sharp and defined facial

that his younger brother was irresponsible for pursuing gaming, but Stanley had successfully made a name for himself through gaming in the past few years. Moreover, his act of bravery last night didn’t

to praise his younger brother, “You did well there, Sundae Cone. You’ve always been a source of pride to

turning to look at Joel with pitiful eyes, waiting for the other man’s

himself to give Stanley a compliment.

and Michael were born to different generations in the

that they would reunite and gather again today because of Stanley’s

had to take the opportunity to chat

pipe up from

no right to speak up while the

a vague understanding how much she meant to Michael; she would never be

day, Michael got up to excuse himself. How interesting could it be to talk with a bunch of men? All he wanted was to go home and console his

when he left, silently tailing Michael from behind as she got into the car. As soon as the door

stood by the window of the ward and watched as the car left the hospital. He then turned around to see Stanley sitting up in bed with his arms

say; his face was already rubbed raw, yet he continued doing it while he

fell silent for a moment before

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