Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) novel Chapter 1234

"Then let's have some kebabs. Do you like spicy kebabs?" After Celeste returned to the country, she developed a love for kebabs.

"Sure," Ernest looked at her gently. He didn't say much nor did he ask too much. He just replied, "Let's go then."

With that, the two went to the street near the school to have some kebabs.

In the distance, Gary, who was sitting in the car, had a gloomy look in his eyes. He watched quietly as the two left and didn't say anything.

After a long while, the driver asked, "Master Gary, shall we leave?"

"Let's head back home."

"Yes."

The car soon left.

The streets were very quiet. As usual, there was not much clamor.

Celeste and Ernest were already in the kebab restaurant.

Celeste ordered a bunch of kebabs. She turned to Ernest and asked, "What do you like?"

"Anything is fine with me," Ernest was still as easygoing as ever.

Celeste ordered a wide variety of foods but all were in small quantities. She wasn't certain what Ernest's tastebuds were like.

After the dishes were served, there were tons of dishes on the table. It looked particularly sumptuous.

"Ernest, do you want to call your brother and see if he is willing to join us?" While Celeste was waiting for all the dishes to be served. She couldn't hold herself and asked Ernest.

Seeing that she couldn't let this matter slip, Ernest took out his phone and called Gary.

As expected, he was led to voicemail. Gary had switched his phone off.

Ernest could only shrug and sigh, "His phone is switched off."

"If that's the case, do you want to ask your family and see if your brother is back?" Celeste thought of this.

Ernest grabbed his phone and once again made a call home.

"Mr. Butler, has Gary returned?"

The butler immediately replied, "He just came back, but he doesn't seem too pleased."

"Did he say anything?"

"He didn't say anything. He went upstairs the moment he came home."

Ernest had anticipated this to happen. He could only respond, "Alright, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Ernest could only frown at Celeste, "He's back home, but he doesn't seem too pleased."

"Back home?" Celeste was stupefied again, "He was already not pleased when he left. I just can't understand why he is not pleased?"

"You'll know when you grow up," Ernest replied. When his eyes fell on Celeste's innocent face, a smile flashed in his eyes.

Perhaps Maria was too smart. Since they were young, they already had a hard time dealing with her.

Because of such a bothersome cousin, they had learned not to pay attention to most rowdy girls.

Celeste was an exception.

After all, Celeste was very innocent. Apart from her studies, she didn't really care about anything else. She didn't have too many friends either.

Perhaps this was what they found interesting in

Celeste.

"See? It's nice, isn't it?" Celeste seemed to enjoy the food a lot. She ate three of the kelp kebabs in a row and looked quite content.

Ernest didn't continue eating the kelp kebab, but Celeste handed another one to him again.

"Ernest, why are you not eating?"

"I am," Ernest grabbed another one and took another bite. After that, he kept picking up the meatballs. He left the kelp aside and only took two small bites of it.

Until the very end, Celeste did not realize that Ernest did not eat the kelp.

The two of them dined together for a long time. They didn't finish until it was dark outside.

When Celeste went to pay the bill, she was told,

"Hey, your friend has already paid for it."

"When did you pay for it?" Celeste was very surprised, "Why wasn't I aware of it?"

Ernest laughed, "I paid for it on my way to the washroom a while ago."

"But, I said that I'm treating you to this meal," Celeste was conflicted.

"We are friends, so it doesn't matter who is paying for the meal. Besides, I'm a boy. I'd be embarrassed if I had a girl pay for my meal."

"You and your ego," Celeste felt a little helpless and didn't continue to argue with him.

"I admit that I have my pride," Ernest stared at her, his gaze suggestive as he asked, "Do you hate it?"

Celeste shook her head and replied, "Nope. I realized that a lot of local men like to act bossy and I have grown accustomed to it."

"My brother is more of a male chauvinist than I am," Ernest said again and looked at Celeste with an obscure smile in his gaze.

"Agreed," Celeste nodded, "I can see that your brother is definitely in the extreme part of the spectrum. Ernest, I've always been very curious. With his personality, why isn't his last name Jones? He is such a male chauvinist, so shouldn't he have a traditional mindset?"