Jonathan stared at Rachel with his eyebrows raised. "Did something happen?" he asked.
Jack tapped on Rachel's shoulder and shook his head. It was his way of telling her that she didn't have to say anything. "She got her clothes wet by accident," he said to his father.
Then he turned to Rachel. "You should go upstairs and change your clothes."
"Yes, Jack is right," Jonathan agreed. "Don't catch a cold."
Rachel nodded and started walking upstairs.
Jonathan asked Mendes to come closer. He was holding something behind his back. Mendes noticed this and immediately went to Jonathan. The old man had been hiding the toys he had bought for Mendes. The boy was so happy to see all the toys that he started playing with them as soon as he got them.
While Rachel was upstairs, Jonathan took this chance to talk to his son. "So, how's it going?" he whispered. "Are you and Rachel getting along well?"
"Everything's going smoothly, Dad. Don't worry too much about it," said Jack.
Jonathan squinted at him. He knew his son wasn't telling him everything. "I'm not thinking too much. I just wanted to know if you're having trouble with Rachel these days."
Jack felt like he was seven years old again, and his dad was asking him if he was quarrelling with his friend.
Nevertheless, he put his hands in his pockets and leaned closer to Jonathan's ear.
"Dad, please. Don't embarrass me."
Jonathan rubbed his fingers on his chin, lost in h
is buttocks, "Go upstairs and bathe by yourself!" Mendes giggled impishly.
Before going upstairs, he turned to Jack. "Is it okay if I sleep with Grandpa Jonathan tonight?"
Jonathan decided to stay here too. Rachel finished the call and happened to overhear what Mendes and Jack were talking about. She had only cleaned one guest room.
Originally the three of them were planning to sleep together. But if Mendes was going to sleep next to Jonathan, she would sleep be sleeping alone with Jack.
Rachel walked towards them and coughed. "Why would you suddenly want to sleep next to Grandpa Jonathan?"
Mendes looked at Rachel as if he was a puppy begging for food. "He promised to tell me stories before sleeping." Mendes sounded sincere. It was hard to say no to him at this point.
Jonathan's promise was so enticing that Mendes would abandon Rachel and Jack immediately.
Rachel wondered if she could tell Mendes any interesting stories to keep him with her. But she couldn't think of anything at the top of her head.
Mendes' eyes looked like tiny jewels that could hypnotize anyone that stared at them. "Please?" he pleaded. Jonathan heard them talking. Before Rachel had the chance to refuse, he already gave his answer. "I don't see any problem with that setup."
They raised their heads and saw Jonathan waving at the child. Mendes strode forward and latched onto Jonathan's leg.
Rachel and Jack looked at each other in frustration.