Chapter 91 Have A Nice Conversation

Nancy blinked once, then twice. She was in utter loss of words. In need to act quickly, she just smiled at the man.

It was the only thing she thought of doing. Any word that came out of her mouth would be pure nonsense.

To spare herself from more awkwardness, Nancy looked away. She kept glancing on the slowly ticking clock. 'When would they leave?' she thought and let out a small sigh.

Nancy didn't like handling the dinner party. She couldn't even remember how she worked up the courage to throw such a thing when she knew it would be a very tiring thing to do.

"They are always like that, annoying." Lyndon disrupted her train of thoughts. The interrupted woman stopped staring at the clock and turned to him. She smiled as she found a way to let time pass by faster.

"It seems you have gotten used to it, haven't you?" Lyndon had her full attention. She has been alone the whole time and was in a deep state of boredom. It would be nice to have a chat with the man beside her.

The man politely nodded his head while showing Nancy a small smile. Reaching for a glass of wine, he took a small sip from it. "It's nice to meet you."

Nancy smiled perfunctorily. "Nice to meet you too."

"I hate those idle old ladies. They keep pushing me to go to the dinner party to set up unsuccessful blind dates. Our age is very different from theirs. They can't understand young people at all. We are under great pressure at work and at the same time we have to deal with our parents' urging to get married," Lyndon irritably said. He took another sip of wine to cool his nerves before slamming it rather harshly on the table.

"But they're also doing this for their children. They just don't want them to set aside their love lives and act on it when they realize it's too late. Right?" Nancy suggested before taking another sip of her wine as well.

"Sometimes parents' love i

"All right." Nadia tried hard not to close her eyes, but her eyes were always disobedient. She always wanted to close them. She did all she could to stay awake. She shut her eyes not even a minute later.

Just then, Bobby's phone suddenly rang. Suddenly, Nadia's eyes shot wide open. With a plastered smile on her face, she was eager to know if it was her mom on the phone, calling to tell them she was coming home.

The young boy stood up from the floor and sprinted towards the ringing phone. "It should be from Mommy."

He picked up the phone on the tea table. Expecting to hear his mother's voice, he was more surprised to hear someone else's. "Wow, it's daddy! Daddy, are you coming back?"

"I can't go back yet. I asked you to take good care of mommy and grandma. Where are they?" Charles pretended to be angry. Lucky for him, he didn't need to pretend much because he was still displeased and worrisome.

"They are out," Bobby said innocently.

"Why didn't you and Nadia come along?" Charles sneered and thought, 'If the two kids followed her, they would never allow her to be with any other man.' And he was right.

"But grandma didn't allow it!" Bobby felt very aggrieved. He had no idea why his dad was mad and no idea how he could make the situation better for him.

"So you didn't insist?" The caring father knew he had to calm himself down. Talking to a child with an aggressive tone would get him nowhere. "Now go with Nadia. Take your mommy back," he ordered.

"But Nadia and I don't know where Grandma and Mommy are." The young boy frowned. With confusion consuming him, he could only play with his plane model still clutched on his left hand.

"Uncle Jay will pick you up. Wait a moment. He should be there soon!" Charles urged. His breathing started to steady for real this time.

"Okay daddy," Bobby muttered. "Bye, Daddy. Come home early."

"Okay."