Chapter 145 Action

[Inside the room]

Andrew slumped on the bed and sighed. Looking at his little member who had yet to calm down, he sighed harder. Would he ever get a chance to make love to his wife properly without getting disturbed by anybody?

He knew it was highly unlikely until they were under her parent's roof. He had to take her away as soon as possible.

He thought for a while before grabbing his phone from his jacket to call Owen.

"Yo bro, what's up?"

"Where are you?" Andrew inquired.

"Almost home," Owen answered. "What happened?"

"When are we leaving for London?" When Owen laughed, he frowned, "What is so funny?"

"Staying with in-laws is hard, isn't it?" he chuckled. "And seeing how desperate you are to go to London, I assume you are not getting any action."

Ignoring his remark, Andrew scoffed, "Just tell me when we are going."

"In three days," he answered. "I have already booked the tickets and everything is ready. So all you lazy asses have to do is show up on time."

Before Andrew could say anything, he added, "Honestly, I am not very excited for this trip anymore because I know what is going to happen." He was sure that the two couples he was travelling with would definitely keep themselves engaged inside each other's pants while he would be left behind to take care of the toddler.

"Don't say that, Edward is really fun," Andrew stated.

"Yeah—" Owen scoffed. "A fun person who can't even talk properly yet."

"Don't worry, you will have fun." Without waiting for his reply, Andrew instructed him about a few things. "Book a honeymoon suit for us, okay?"

"I already did," Owen grinned. "It's your first vacation with her after getting married, I considered everything while making arrangements. And also, you don't have to pay me for the trip this time. Consider it as your wedding gift."

"I wasn't going to pay for it in any way," he shamelessly remarked. "But still thanks."

Owen: " "

"I'll hang up then—"

"Wait," Owen stopped him. "Did grandma call you?"

"Hmm, she did." She had called him not only once but several times today. But Andrew chose to ignore it.

"She called me several times too." Owen paused for a while. "Call her and talk to her once. If you don't—" he sighed. "Well you know how she is…"

Though their grandma loved them and they cared for her too, the fact that she was a crazy woman couldn't be ignored.

"I'll call her back." Andrew knew the reason behind her constant calls. She wanted him to bring Rachael to meet the Volkov family. Not only did he have no intention of taking her to Russia, he wasn't willing to let her keep any kind connection with this maternal family at any cost.

"Do it right now. What if the lady goes crazy and comes here?" Owen frowned at the thought of their grandma coming over and nagging them to come home. All he wanted was peace in his life and her presence would definitely take that away from him.

"She called you also, right? You should call her back too."

"You do it tonight, I'll do it tomorrow," Owen remarked.

"Alright."

After hanging up the call, Andrew opened his call log only to find almost thirty missed calls from his Helen.

He pinched the space between his brows and pursed his lips. This did not look good.

Contemplating for a while, he called her back. After a couple of rings, someone received the call.

"Young Master," Lokus exclaimed. "I am so glad that you called back."

"How are you Lokus?"

"By God's grace, I am very healthy," he answered.

"That's good to hear," Andrew remarked. Lokus was Helen's right hand man. He was someone Helen trusted with her life.

Even Lokus' loyalty for Helen couldn't be questioned. There had been several incidents in the past where he had risked his life to protect Helen.

"Is grandma around?" he inquired.

"Yes, madam is right here." Lokus quickly passed the phone to Helen without wasting any time.

"So you finally got time to talk to your grandma."

"How are you?"

"Not dead," Helen sneered mockingly. "Even if I was, would you even come to my funeral?"

"Grandma—" Andrww sighed. "Why are you saying such things?"

"What? Did I say anything wrong? Since you hate your hometown so much, I doubt you will step foot here even if I am dead."

Without waiting for his reply, she added, "You were here for a whole month but you hardly visited me twice. Now that you are married, do you think you don't need anyone else?"

"Hometown is a place you are born and brought up in and I was clearly not born and brought up in that place," he stated.

"You—"

"Me settling down in my hometown has nothing to do with my marriage," he interrupted her.

"Isn't everything that is happening right now related to your marriage and your wife?" she scoffed. "If you weren't married, you wouldn't be so reluctant to come home."

"Keep Rachael away from this." Andrew wasn't liking how Helen was trying to drag Rachael in their conversation.

"You—" She gritted her teeth. "Look at you being all defensive for your wife—"

"She is my wife, if I don't defend her, who will?"

Helen sighed and helplessly shook her head. "Fine, fine, defend her as much as you want. But first bring her home so that I can have a closer look. Let me also see why you are so head over heels for this girl."

Andrew did not say anything and his silence was enough for Helen to understand what he meant.

If it was Owen, Helen would smack and cuss him until he listened to her, but Andrew was different. He had always been different. Force wasn't the best method one could use on him. She had to try something different.

"Andrew, you are the eldest grandson of this family, your marriage is a very big deal…."

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