My Destined Lover

Hearing this, Mr. Taylor sighed with relief and unconsciously looked at old Mr. Taylor with a pleasing smile. He had already apologized and obtained his daughter’s forgiveness, so his dad should now have no problem with him.

But Old Mr. Taylor ignored his flattery and looked at Laura with a kind smile, kept putting food in her bowl, and said, “You are growing up now. If anything you like to eat, you must tell Jones so that she can make more for you…”

Old Mr. Taylor was so enthusiastic, but Laura nodded coldly, “Okay.”

Suddenly, with a loud snap, Lily put down her dishes with depression. She was so jealous, but when the others looked over in confusion, she could only put on a gentle face and made a random excuse, “Dad, Mom, Grandpa, I’m full. I’ll go to my room.”

After that, without waiting for old Mr. Taylor’s reaction, she got up and left. She was afraid that if she stayed here any longer, she wouldn’t be able to stop accusing old Mr. Taylor – How could you be so biased towards Laura?

The atmosphere at the dinner table became even odder as Lily went upstairs to her room. Old Mr. Taylor looked up, glancing upstairs with a complicated expression.

Mrs. Taylor was worried that he would be angry with Lily, so said, “Dad, don’t be angry, she’s just taken her studies too seriously. She’s in such a hurry to get back to her room because she’s in a hurry to finish her homework.”

She intended to put in a good word for Lily, but Old Mr. Taylor ignored her and said to Laura, “Laura, do you feel uncomfortable with the change of learning environment? Can you keep up with the pace of the class?”

Laura felt impatient with so many words to say over a meal, so she said perfunctorily, “Yes.”

“Laura!” Mrs. Taylor was irritated by her attitude, “Is this the way you talk to your grandpa? Grandpa is concerned about your study status. Don’t you know how to say more?!”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

This anger was more about Laura being ungrateful than about her lack of manners.

“Stop!” The amiable look on old Mr. Taylor’s face suddenly disappeared, and he scolded Mrs. Taylor, “How Laura treats me is my business, why do you care so much? What’s wrong with her treating me the way I like?”

Mrs. Taylor didn’t expect that old Mr. Taylor would still protect Laura after all this, and her hand, which was hidden under the table, became a fist. She was jealous and angry, but she could only lower her eyebrows and say, “You are right.”

Laura’s calm eyes moved when she saw the scene – She thought the old man’s previous concern for her was a disguise, but now it seems that…

She didn’t know what herself was thinking, but Laura pushed a glass of water on the table into old Mr. Taylor’s hand. She said softly, “Grandpa, don’t be angry. Have a drink of water.”