Chapter 15 Dressed in an allâblack suit, Jerome straightened his back and entered the door.
Why was he here?
Jeromeâs eyes turned cold when he saw Mikayla. He seemed to be suppressing his emotions.
Why did he look like that? Was he still upset about this morningâs incident?
âGrandpa.â
While Mikayla was still confused, Jerome politely greeted Eduard.
âJerome, youâre here. You must be hungry. Sit down and have a meal with us. We were waiting for you!â
Eduard warmly invited him. âSit beside Kay. Your favorite baked fish is right there.
Upon hearing this, Mikayla pushed the baked fish to the center of the table, saying, âSit across from me.â
âKay, what are you doing? Why are you so rude?â
Eduard reproached her and helplessly looked at Jerome. âJerome, I spoiled Kay too much. Sheâs too wayward.â
âYou need to be more accommodating to her. Donât argue with her. She has a kind heart.â
Jerome didnât refute. Sitting across from Mikayla, he said expressionlessly, âGrandpa, I got it.â
Jerome had received strict etiquette training since childhood. Although he didnât like Mikayla, he usually maintained a sense of propriety before Eduard.
Of course, there were exceptions.
For example, he insisted on sending Mikayla to a mental hospital the past life due to Kylie. Back then, he went against Eduardâs pleas. âSince you canât teach her well, Iâll do it.
Thinking about the events of her past life, Mikayla lost her appetite.
She picked at her food, taking a bite now and then.
Charter 15 2/3 Eduard and Jerome chatted about economic news and other matters.
âOh, by the way, Kayâ¦â Eduard seemed to remember something suddenly. âMany customers liked the sample of the perfume you formulated last time. They asked me when you would launch it,â
âGrandpa, that was just something I did for fun during my free time. You know the ingredients are scarce, I donât think I can ever launch it.â
âRight, I forgot.â Eduard chuckled and patted his head. âBut Kay is a very capable Donât you so, Jerome?â Eduard asked Jerome.
Jerome respected the elder.
nodded in agreement.
Seeing Eduard brimming with pride, Mikayla felt a twinge of bitterness and guilt.
Eduard purposely praised her before Jerome to tell him about her strengths. He thought perhaps Jerome would like her more.
Unfortunately, she was always worthless to Jerome. No amount of praise would make a difference.
After finishing dinner and having some coffee, the sky had darkened. Eduard cheerfully said, âItâs getting late. I wonât keep you around. You should go back and rest early.â
âGrandpa, Iâm not going back. I want to stay here for a few days to accompany you, Mikayla said.
She hadnât seen Eduard in a long time. One day was simply not enough Eduard tapped her forehead. âSilly child. Jerome came to pick you up. Why would you stay here?â
âJerome, I know youâre busy with work, but when you have time, come visit me with Kay.
âOkay, Grandpa.â Jerome nodded politely.
Before Mikayla entered the car, Eduard held her hand and gently said, âKay, stop arguing with Jerome. If thereâs problem, talk it out. Husbands and wives shouldnât hold grudges overnight.â
Mikayla entered the car and huddled in her seat. She then faced the window.
Eduard didnât believe that she hadnât argued with Jerome. He had purposely invited Jerome to dinner today to help ease their relationship. Despite his old age, Eduard was 3/3 still worried about her.
Mikayla held back her tears in order not to worry Eduard. But now, she was finding it hard to resist.
âWhy did you turn off your phone?â Jeromeâs cold voice sounded.
âYou either go to Grandma or your grandfatherâs place when you do something wrong. Mikayla, canât you behave yourself?
âGrandpa even said youâre kindâhearted. Look at what youâve done. Youâre nothing close to kindâhearted.â
Seeing Mikayla keeping on while looking outside the window, Jerome felt annoyed. He pulled her toward him and said, âYouâ¦â
He stopped midway in his sentence.
Tears were rolling down Mikaylaâs fair cheeks. Mikayla would usually make a fuss when she cried.
Like a child who couldnât get candy, she would cry hysterically and ask him why he ignored her and why he wouldnât accompany or love her.
But now, Mikayla didnât fuss or make a scene. Tears streamed down her reddened eyes. Her lips were tinted red, and even her delicate little nose was red.
She looked fragile.
Jeromeâs heart strangely softened. He released her and softened his voice, saying, âDonât think you can avoid responsibility for what youâve done by acting weak.â
Mikayla wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. âI want to clarify two points. First, I donât know what Iâve done and why youâre questioning me like that.
âSecond, Iâve never been a kind person. Naturally, I have nothing to do with the word â kind.â I donât need a reminder from you!â
You!â
Seeing Mikaylaâs unapologetic expression, Jerome felt ridiculous. Why did he even soften up earlier?
He added, âMikayla, youâre utterly unreasonable. How dare you act innocent after doing that Kylie?â
âWhat did I do to her?â Mikayla was bewildered.