True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 281

After they had arrived downstairs, Jensen opened his car door and took out a piece of paper. He handed it to Little Gary and said, "Kid, can you understand it?"

"Yes," Little Gary nodded. "It's very clear."

"Yeah, I've given you everything I know," Jensen said.

"Okay, thank you." Gary folded the paper carefully and put it in his pocket.

"Your toys," Jensen took out a box and passed it to him.

Gary fetched it and said, "I'm too old for toys. You don't have to buy me toys next time. I'd prefer you treat me to McDonald's."

"Oh," Jensen couldn't hide his surprise. "Why do you keep thinking of food?

"My mom doesn't allow me to have burgers," Little Gary said with grievance. "It's only natural I would feel that way."

"How could I buy you burgers when your mom doesn't allow it?" Jensen shook his head with dismay. "If I buy it, your mom would be mad at me, so would your little aunt. She'll tear me into pieces."

Gary said with disdain, "How can you be such a coward?"

"Kid, it's not that I'm a coward. It is just an inappropriate thing to do."

"Pfft!"

At this time, Jensen's phone rang.

Jensen said, "Sorry, I'll have to answer the phone."

He picked up the phone and was startled when he saw the screen.

Gary glanced at him and said, "Is it that person?"

"You're right. It's your father," Jensen said.

Little Gary pouted and looked furious.

Jensen answered the call, "Hey, why are you calling me?"

His tone was harsh. After all he had been beaten up by Heinz.

"Where are you?" Heinz asked, his voice sounded dispirited.

"If you have something to say, just say it," Jensen said.

"Where the hell are you?" Heinz asked again. He was indeed stubborn.

"I'm at Alice's and Grace's house," Jensen said fretfully. "I'm here for dinner. Just tell me what you are up to."

Upon hearing that, Heinz hung up on him.

Once Jensen heard the beep sound from the phone, he was fuming with rage.

"Are you nuts? he shouted.

When he looked down, he found that Little Gary was staring at him with a pair of big clear eyes. He immediately said, "Sorry, I couldn't hold back. Your father has such a bad temper."

"I can see that," Little Gary nodded. "Luckily I didn't inherit his bad temper."

Jensen gaped at him, unable to refute.

Gary then proceeded to walk ahead, while Jensen followed him with his hands full of bags.

Out of the blue, Gary blurted, "Only those who are incompetent tend to get angry easily."

Jensen almost choked himself. "Ahem, you seem to know too much, kid."

Little Gary ignored him and pressed the button of the elevator. While waiting, he looked up at Jensen and said, "In fact, getting angry is a kind of mental illness." "Kid, are you saying that your father is mentally ill?"

As Grace recalled her sister's encounter and now her skepticism, she felt terribly upset.

She asked, "What did he say, Alice?" "He said he apologized for forcing me to be his girlfriend," Alice answered.

"Oh." Grace breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Jensen did not act rashly.

"Grace, he is really weird. Forget about it, I can't even put it into words." Alice put her bag away and said, "I'm going to prepare for dinner."

Grace said, "Alice, you should open your heart. Don't restrain yourself too much, okay?"

While they were talking, there was a knock on the door.

Grace opened the door and let Jensen and Little Gary in.

As soon as Little Gary came in, he put down his toy and said, "Mommy, I'm going to play games. Don't disturb me." "We have guests here. Do you think it's appropriate?" Grace asked.

"Why is it inappropriate? His target is Little Aunt. You should give them some space too, Mommy." After saying it, Little Gary quickly barged into his room.

Grace and Jensen were stunned. The kid seemed to know everything.

Jensen's face began flushing.

"He is really something," Jensen said.

"I'm so sorry," Grace apologized. "I should have taught him better."

Jensen quickly waggled his hand and said, "No, he is very smart. You've taught him well. What he said is true. My target is Alice."

Grace let out a smile and pointed to the kitchen. "She is there. In fact she is a good cook."

"Really? I'll go and help." Jensen said as he walked over.