Chapter 517 - He's Not Welcome Here

After making the call, I looked at Gwendolyn who was sitting on one side, looking out the window with her head inclined, Andy quietly.

The heart gives birth to some feelings.

She used to not be this quiet.

Experience and life can really change a person.

But for Gwendolyn, it should be a good thing.

It's just that her body, it's a cause for concern.

As if she noticed me looking at her, she inclined her head over and looked at me quizzically.

I smiled, "Thanks for today."

I was really surprised that she would come over.

An envious gleam appeared in the bottom of her eyes, and her eyes glanced towards the man in the passenger side, "You should thank him, I've been so busy at work lately, I don't even want to move my fingers when I get home after a busy day, I don't even know that the internet is in an uproar."

"Myron Baron was the one who went to you, huh?"

Surprised, I glanced at the man in front of me on the side, my gaze growing softer.

As much as he lets go and lets me work things out on my own, he's facile enough to consider the things I've neglected to do and make other plans for me.

Like stopping my sister-in-law from going into the venue, like contacting Gwendolyn to come over.

No wonder he said, no matter what, just do your best and I'll catch you.

His words are never just lip service.

Gwendolyn nodded, "Well, I also understand now that a cold man like him is truly dedicated ..."

"Ahem."

Ahead, Myron Baron abruptly and uncomfortably cleared his throat, "Yorlien, up ahead is that dessert store that Andy and Isabelle like, why don't you buy some back for them?"

I couldn't help but curl my lips, he had his moments of embarrassment.

"Sure."

I cooperated with him and rushed Gwendolyn again, "Cousin, why don't you accompany me to buy cakes?"

"I'll go, I'll go, it's not good to go empty-handed when you're meeting two kids for the first time."

Gwendolyn said as Jerome happened to pull up in front of the dessert store, she pushed open the door and went down.

I didn't even have time to stop and was about to go after her when Myron Baron called out to me, "Don't go, she'll be even more over it if she doesn't buy something."

I thought about it, so I didn't follow them down.

When Gwendolyn came back from buying the cake, the car went straight to The Baron family's old house.

Because we were delayed buying the cake, by the time we arrived, the other two cars had arrived.

Yale was sitting on the sofa like a grandpa, Isabelle was riding on his neck, giggling and giggling, and when she saw us coming back, she was so excited that she was unsteady and subconsciously grabbed Yale's hair.

"Little ancestor! Ouch!"

Yale screamed out in pain, and worried about Isabelle's fall, he didn't dare to struggle, and reached out to hold the little group riding on his neck.

The whole house laughed, and for the first time the house was so lively.

Jenny and Yale have not met twice, but they are familiar with each other. Seeing that he likes Isabelle so much, she teased, "Young Master Yale, is it true that all of you men like girls?"

"Well."

Yale and his own people, also a no-nonsense, looked askance at her and Sergio, "This you have to ask President Sergio, see if he likes boys or girls."

Jenny, at that, forked a piece of fruit and handed it to Sergio's mouth, "Do you want a boy or a girl?"

"Boy."

Sergio replied without thinking.

Jenny instantly scowled, "I didn't see that, you're still a patriarchal ah ..."

"Not a patriarch."

Under Jenny's gaze, he smiled warmly and bit into the piece of apple, "It's that having you as a little princess is enough, another one, I'm worried that I won't be able to spoil it."

"Oh my god ..."

"Shit ..."

Edith and Yale two single dogs on the spot speechless, always face paralyzed Jerome, the corner of the mouth can not help but twitch.

We also couldn't help but laugh.

In my heart, I was also very happy for Sergio, very glad that he could meet Jenny, a girl who poured her heart out to him and understood him extraordinarily well.

Isabelle finally climbed down from Yale and ran towards me in a frenzy, "Mommy!"

The little group was wearing a t-shirt with a soft fabric and a pair of pale pink bandeau pants over it.

I picked her up and introduced Gwendolyn to her, "This is Mommy's cousin oh, you have to call Auntie, okay?"

She nodded, her little pink face turned to Gwendolyn, and called her aunt.

It was the first time she had ever called, though, and she slurred.

Gwendolyn looked at her, her eyes soft as anything, "Isabelle, Auntie bought you cakes oh, and I don't know what flavors you like to eat, so I bought several kinds, and when Auntie knows which kind you like to eat, she'll buy them specifically for you later."

"Roar! Thank you auntie."

The little girl's eyes lit up at the sound of the cake.

I rubbed her head and told Gwendolyn to make herself at home, feel free to sit down.

And then, after scanning around the living room, I didn't even see Andy, so I asked Isabelle, "Where's brother?"

"Brother's taking a bath."

As soon as she said that, Abner stomped down the stairs in a T-shirt with backpack pants just like hers and ran toward me.

"Mommy!"

Seeing me holding Isabelle, she switched directions again, jumped into Myron Baron's arms, and called crisply, "Daddy!"

At dusk, Johnathan and Cecelia drove up.

The housekeeper was well prepared, preparing a proper dinner and setting up the backyard for after-dinner dessert and a later barbecue.

We finished dinner and headed to the backyard.

Myron's mom was in a good mood seeing so many people, and sat in the backyard for a while before heading upstairs to relax.

Yale ran all over the yard with the two kids and picked a bunch of fruit over.

Cecelia and Jenny hit it off right away, chatting about everything from the sky to designer handbags, and finally dragging Jerome, Edith, Johnathan, and Gwendolyn into a game of cards.

Sergio, on the other hand, sits beside Jenny, helping her to look at the cards, watching without saying a word.

Only when Jenny was so anxious that she jumped to her feet and begged him, he would give her a few pointers.

The big old mansion, this moment, really full of laughter, human fireworks.

Only, Johnathan occasionally looked at my gaze, always a little want to say.

I wanted to ask him about it, and never found the chance.

"Sister Yorlien! Come over and play with us, quick quick quick."

Jenny was having fun and didn't forget to call me.

Cecelia gave her a look, "Little brat, play your cards and don't interrupt other people's flirting . Flirting."

I laughed softly and didn't deny it.

Looking in their direction for a few moments before tilting my head to look at the man beside me, "Some say that all the dangers and hardships I've had are because of you, but all the peace and joy I've had is also because of you, and if it wasn't for you holding up the fort for me, there would have been a lot more that I would have had to face. Myron Baron, thank you."

The man took me by the shoulders, his fingertips gently rubbing my skin, and looked at me with downcast eyes, the light in his dark eyes glowing like the stars tonight, his voice serious and low, "You're wrong, the peace and joy, was originally what I was supposed to give you. My greatest wish is that from now on, I can let you have peace and joy."

"You're wrong too."

I laughed softly and hooked my hands around his neck, "This doesn't need to be wished for, as long as I'm by your side, I have peace and joy."

The deep love in the man's eyes almost overflowed, and he hugged me into his arms, very, very hard.

"Young Master, Young Lady."

The butler called out as he suddenly walked into the backyard.

I withdrew from Myron Baron's arms, my cheeks couldn't help but burn a little, looking down at my toes.

Myron Baron smiled and looked at the butler, "What is it?"

"Master Nathanael is here." The butler, who knew more or less about those things that had happened to us, spoke with some hesitation.

My nerves tensed and I looked up abruptly.

What is Nathanael doing here ...

Myron Baron, his jawline a little cold and hard, said in a cold, deep voice: "Tell him he is not welcome here."

"You and the young lady, he said, should both want to see him."

As soon as the butler's words fell, Nathanael walked slowly into the backyard, breaking all the merriment, and the atmosphere turned eerie.

Johnathan, Cecelia, Yale, and Jerome all looked at him as if he were an enemy.