novelraw Chapter 506 Always Like This
Chapter 506 Always Like This
"Ophelia, how can you talk to your aunt like that?" Old Mrs. Wilson scolded irritably upon seeing Ophelia picking on her daughter."Old Mrs. Wilson, Ophelia and James just got engaged, it’s normal for the young couple to be all lovey-dovey." Chaya Davis snorted and asked, "Or do you all want to see their relationship go bad?"
"Enough, everyone go home!" Old Mr. Wilson scolded, annoyed, "Aren’t you embarrassed."
With that, he walked out with his hands behind his back.
He really wanted to leave there quickly now; it was too embarrassing.
Especially during that live stream of candid shots, when he saw Mason Wilson looking all radiant, it dampened his mood.
Since Mason Wilson left the Wilson Clan, he seemed to be living better and better.
Does Mason Wilson still remember the Wilson Clan, or remember that he’s a father?
Knowing Sophie Wilson and Charles Seymour know important people, Mason didn’t mention it to him at all; what’s that supposed to mean?
Old Mr. Wilson was in quite a bad mood, and he left in a hurry.
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"I feel like I overate." Sophie Wilson said, holding Charles Seymour’s hand, swinging it back and forth like a child.
Charles Seymour didn’t find Sophie’s action inappropriate at all; he relaxed his arm muscles to let her swing it playfully.
Julian Campbell silently watched from aside, speechless, and quietly asked his mother, "Mom, do you think my uncle changed into a different person after meeting my aunt?"
His mother smiled as she watched the two walking ahead; Sophie was evidently very happy, even bouncing as she walked, while Charles closely followed beside her to prevent her from stumbling in her heels.
Rather than stopping her, he’d rather pay more attention himself.
Feeling delighted, she replied, "Don’t talk nonsense, your uncle has always been like this, very considerate and caring."
Julian nearly stumbled, almost falling forward; his uncle has always been like this?
Has he mistakenly known a fake uncle all these years?
"Mom, I admit Uncle is considerate and caring, but when did he start smiling like a blooming flower?" Julian looked at his dear mother, wondering if it’s his eyes or hers that have problems.
"Where did your uncle smile like a blooming flower?" She laughed, giving him a playful slap, "Your uncle was never very expressive from the start."
Her little cousin acted like a little adult even when young, growing colder over time, with an increasingly intimidating aura.
But she knew Charles was soft-hearted.
"Uncle may not have been smiling that dramatically, but look at his eyes when he sees aunt, he can’t get enough of her. That tenderness is so sweet my teeth ache." As soon as Julian finished talking, his mother slapped him on the back of his head.
"If your uncle wasn’t good to your aunt, should he be good to you instead? Would you want him to look at you all the time?" She jokingly scolded.
Imagining that scenario made Julian shiver: "I’d rather not..."
It felt too scary for his uncle to look at him like that.
"You little brat." She couldn’t help but laugh scoldingly at her son’s antics, "Alright, you go back home, your dad and I will leave first."
After Julian’s parents, grandparents, having greeted Old Mr. and Mrs. Seymour, Sophie and the others, drove away.