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Key: Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! Chapter 278 I’ve Heard Of This Too
Charles put down his chopsticks, pulled out a tissue, and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully. "No one can say for sure whether Grandpa will still be alive until then."
Silence.
After a while, Yvette said with mixed feelings, "If your grandpa isn’t alive then, then naturally, the two of you won’t have to worry about this problem. However, a new drug for cancer has been developed in the United States recently. Even if your grandpa cannot be cured with that, he probably will last for a period of time."
"I've heard of this too." Charles frowned subtly.
Yvette waited for him to continue.
"You don't need to worry about this. I will figure out a way to deal with it," Charles said.
"Can you really figure out a way to deal with it or you really can't deal with it at all?" Yvette said anxiously, "Excuses like accidental miscarriage or overdue is just another way of telling your grandpa that you were both lying to him!”
Charles lowered his head to eat. He did not answer her.
"When Soph is pregnant, try going for induced labor. It should be fine for a baby to be born two months early," Yvette said.
Charles set his chopsticks on top of the bowl and said solemnly, "No. I'll think of another way to deal with this."
"Charles Harris!" Yvette yelled at him with a frown.
Charles chuckled but his smile did not reach his eyes. "If I have the heart to lay a hand on my own child, do you think I will not lay a hand on you and Dad?"
Silence.
After a long time.
Yvette sighed lightly. "Your grandpa tampered with the account book? Just go to Uncle Evan if you really can't handle it."
"There’s no need for that," Charles said.
Yvette looked at him and said helplessly, "Why do we have relatives? They’re there to help you, aren’t they? You wouldn’t have to suffer so much if you weren’t so strong-minded."
"They’re so many people out there who are trying to catch Grandpa Cox and Uncle Evan’s weakness. I will only cause them trouble if I ask them to help me." Charles did not want to continue with this topic and said, "Sophia is planning to return to White residence."
Yvette did not insist on talking about the previous topic anymore. She pondered for a while and asked, “Soph is worried that she will drag you down?"
"Not really… she’s afraid that she won’t be able to fall for me." Charles picked up his chopsticks. The smile on his face was… rippling.
Yvette, "..."
The two talked for a moment. No matter what Yvette asked him, Charles would ask her to leave it alone, telling her that he would solve it himself.
"Oh, this child. You don’t tell me anything when I ask you about it, nor do you let me know when you face any troubles." Yvette looked at the distinct slap marks on Charles' face and the gauze that was still wrapped around his cheek, a layer of dark clouds enshrouding her face. "I'm really worried that you will infuriate your grandpa someday, and..."
Charles dropped the curves on the corner of his mouth and said with a stern look on his face, "Do you think he will let me go even if I didn’t make Grandpa mad?"
Yvette was lost for words.
"If you consider him making me a money-making dog as letting me go, then yeah, he’ll definitely let me go." Charles paused and said slowly, "But I am a man, not a dog."
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