When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 128

Chapter 108

Chapter 108 Let’s quarrel.

What?

Mr. Henry turned his head and looked at the lemon tree in the back garden.

Mr. Henry was an old man. He was most afraid of eating sour things, and lemon was

top on that list..

“Young master, how about I kneel before you?” Mr. Henry requested with trembling

hands.

He turned to look at the old lady Samantha, beckoning with his eyes for her to help him.

Mrs. Augustine stole a glance at Mr. Henry, indicating to him to hold on and not to panic.

Mrs. Samantha diverted her gaze to Elvis, she said in the kindest tone,

“Elvis, dear, uncle Henry is too old. How can you request him to eat half the tree of

lemon?”

Elvis glanced at the old lady.

“I forgot that grandma likes lemons too. How about you eat half of the tree while uncle

Henry eats the other half?”

Mrs. Samantha tapped powerlessly on the table.

“Henry, this is your fault. As adults, when we do something wrong, it’s expected for us to

take responsibility. So, the lemons are yours.”

Mr. Henry stood speechless and defeated. He felt his feet wobble as he prayed for Elvis

to have a change of mind.

Olive took in a deep breathe. She reached out and tugged at Elvis’s sleeve.

“Grandma, uncle Henry, Elvis is only joking with you both. Right, Mr. Augustine?”

Elvis stared at Olive’s black and crystal eyes. Olive blinked severally, imploring his

concurrence.

A frown appeared on Elvis’s face. Olive not wanting to lose her opportunity of rescuing

the duo, stood on tiptoe and kissed Elvis’s right cheek.

Elvis’s eyebrows relaxed.

In order to take credit for Olive’s hardwork, Mrs. Samantha turned to Mr. Henry and

muttered,

“It’ll be alright, okay?”

Mr. Henry who was previously quivering suddenly swore to always stick around Olive in

the future, for he knew that she alone had such great powers of calming Elvis.

Olive slowly moved away from Elvis. She turned to the old lady and said,

“Grandma, I’ll be upstairs.”

Mrs. Samantha waved her right hand happily.

“Bye, Olive.”

Olive headed upstairs.

“Grandma, I’ll be upstairs too.” Elvis muttered as he followed suit.

Mrs Samantha let out a loud laughter and replied,

“Sure, you both can go ahead.”

Elvis walked into the room and saw Olive standing beside the bed, she was packing

some medical books and placing them into a bag.

“Mrs. Augustine, are you going somewhere?”

“Mr. Augustine, I wanted discussing something with you.” Olive said to him as she

stopped packing the books.

“I’ll be sleeping in the research institute from henceforth. I know that Pamela will stick in

her eyes to see if we’re fighting and arguing, so I want to give her a show.” Olive added.

Elvis who was unbuttoning the buttons from his white shirt, suddenly halted. He walked

over to her. He let out a scoff and said,

“Do you need some money?”Content protected by chàpTè.r$FL_ów_Com.

Olive blinked her lashes and pretended as though she didn’t understand what he

meant.

“What?” She asked calmly.