Chapter 263

He could still fall asleep after counting the stars. When he counted two thirds of the stars on the ceiling, sleep slowly overwhelmed him. As soon as his eyelids closed, the phone under his pillow vibrated non-stop at an inappropriate time.

He slowly reached out a hand and quietly took out his phone from under the pillow. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the caller ID that kept jumping on the phone screen. His thumb pressed the answer button and he lowered his voice, “Grandpa.”

Theo was a smart person and knew what was going on the moment he heard Trevon’s voice. He said in a disdainful tone, “You’re staying at the girl’s house?”

Trevon was dissatisfied. What did he mean by staying in Natalie’s house? Natalie was actually staying in his house.

In a low voice, he said unhappily, “She’s at my house.”

Theo’s mellow voice overflowed from the microphone. There was still a hint of disdain in his tone. “Humph, if you can remarry then you can be proud of yourself in front of me. When are you coming over?”

Trevon looked down at the woman who was slowly waking up in his arms and smiled. “Come over when you’re awake. Go over for lunch and ask Mary to make some cake”

Theo agreed and hung up. He couldn’t possibly disturb the two youngsters.

After hanging up the phone, Trevon lowered his head and glanced at the woman in his arms. He stuffed the phone back under the pillow and reached out to help her tuck her hair behind her ear. “Did I wake you up?”

She was soft in his arms. She had just woken up and was weak. “Was it Mr. Wilson?”

Mr. Wilson? He didn’t think there was a problem before, but now that he heard it, it sounded a little polite. No matter how he listened, it didn’t sound good.

His hands were not idle. He played with a strand of hair and said gently, “Aren’t you tired of calling him Mr. Wilson?”

“What’s wrong with that?

“What’s wrong with Mr. Wilson?

me to call him

you me to just call him Grandpa? But we’re divorced now.

he did not want to add

was sure that if they remarried today, his

tightly under the blanket.

lively. In the living room, Jasper ran happily in

blind and couldn’t see Jasper. Gage kept shouting. “Where’s Jasper? Where did Jasper hide? Why can’t I find

sofa where Theo was sitting. He was covered with a blanket and hiding inside pasta, laughing. Actually, he had long been

so happy playing this game?”

side and was extremely envious. This was the atmosphere of

brought over some cake. “Mrs. Wilson. I learned this recently. Try it and see if it’s delicious. See

with anticipation. Natalie braced herself and reached

gaze? One had to give an answer after eating.

pursed the pastry stuck in her mouth.

made in bakeries.”

Mr. Wilson hired someone to teach us at a high price, but I’m

also the

“Us?

a lot of people, not just

she wouldn’t be embarrassed. How could she say what she liked to eat in the future? If she said that she liked to eat durian, would the Wilson’s residence agree? They probably wouldn’t. After all, this taste wasn’t something many people could

are you thinking about? Why are

him. “Have you returned everything you’ve learnt

he wasn’t the Wilson family’s blood. “Mr. Grandpa, I told him to say whatever he

long noticed the change in the way Natalie addressed him. According to the past, it had already been Mr. Wilson. Now that she paused for a moment, it meant that he wanted to change, but she

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