True Love Waits novel Chapter 995

Everyone fell silent, not daring to say a word. They didn't want to get between Sheffield and his father. Not when they were fighting like this.

A look of disdain flashed in Sheffield's eyes when he spoke again. "Now that you know I'm salty, maybe you'll find a private place where we can talk about work. I don't need all these losers around. I'll be willing to sleep with you, not to mention have dinner!"

The Tang family was like a spider's web. A hundred strands, and each of these strands was a secret. And if you lingered too long, just like an overly-curious fly, you'd be stuck fast.

"You little brat!" Peterson's face turned red from fury. "Get out!" he roared.

"Happy to!" Without any hesitation, Sheffield turned and stalked out the door. Then they heard the engine of his wine-red Maybach fading in the distance.

They were still quiet three minutes after he had left the house. They just sat in the dining room, trying to shed the aura of awkwardness that clung to them.

Peterson's eyes fell on Lea's face. He said coldly, "He's still a kid. Why were you so sassy about it? He didn't want to come back anyway. If you go on like this, he'll never want to come home!"

After listening to his words, Lea felt very aggrieved. She was Peterson's wife. According to her seniority, Sheffield should call her "Mom." Yet he never did. Instead, he verbally attacked her every chance he got. And every time, Peterson blamed it all on her. She wasn't happy about what Peterson was saying, but she had no choice but to accept it. "Okay, okay. I get it. Let's eat!"

Peterson calmed down a little bit because of her conciliatory tone. But soon he felt that what he said was unfair to Lea. So he comforted her, "I'll talk to him after he calms down. He should be more respectful."

"Yeah." Passing him the chopsticks, she began to pick up food for him.

Soon after the family started eating, a servant came downstairs with a child in her arms. "Mr. and Mrs. Tang, the young master is awake."

"Mom!" The second Nastas Tang woke up, he wanted his mother. Upon seeing Lea, he felt sad with tears in his eyes.

Putting down her chopsticks, Lea came over to take him in her arms and ordered another servant, "Bring the young master's dinner."

"Yes, Mrs. Tang."

Nastas Tang looked at Peterson, his father, and was too scared to say anything. Lea coaxed him, "Call him 'Dad, ' and Mom will give you some delicious food!"

Peterson knew his son was afraid of him.

He also knew it was because he looked serious all the time and didn't know how to act around children.

But he wasn't picking on anyone. He always pulled a long face. He was used to that, so he couldn't change who he was in front of his son, at least not in so short a time.

"Dad..." Nastas Tang said in a tiny voice.

Peterson's face softened. "Good boy. Let's eat!" Everyone was happier because of Nastas Tang's presence. And they felt more like making conversation after that.

Eating shrimp egg custard, Nastas asked Lea, "Mom, where's my brother?"

Lea knew which brother her son was talking about.

It was very strange. This little guy had only seen Sheffield twice, but he liked him a lot. He always asked about Sheffield.

She coaxed him gently, "He's at work. I'll take you to see him some time, OK?"

"No, I want to see him now." His mother had told him that Sheffield would be there today. Nastas Tang wondered what was going on. Why wasn't he there? Nastas Tang pouted and wanted to cry.

Peterson looked at his youngest son who was upset, and thought of Sheffield's attitude towards the little guy. Even though Sheffield never got along with his father, he was really nice to the little boy. To make the young boy happy, Peterson offered, "If you eat up, I'll take you to see Sheffield tomorrow."

Hearing what he said, Nastas Tang glanced at Peterson timidly. After he was sure that it was his father who said that, he took the spoon and ate his dinner obediently.

When Sheffield contacted Joshua on WeChat again, he found that Joshua had changed his profile photo.