Bonnie felt awkward just thinking about it. Before Ivor left, he kissed her cheek and said, “We’re married. It’s normal for us to do these things, right? Okay, I need to leave now. Wait for me to get home.”
Bonnie blushed and rolled her eyes at him. “Okay, you can go now. Stop embarrassing me.”
Ivor hugged her tightly before finally leaving. She grumbled as she watched, “He’s just going off to work but has to be so dramatic. He made it sound like he’s going off to war. I don’t know what else to say about him.”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
Soon after, Bonnie turned away and went to look for Sigmund to play chess with him. “Grandpa, it’s been a while since we’ve played chess together. How about a match?” Ads by PubFuture
He waved smilingly. “No, thank you! I refuse to play against you since you’re much better than me. It won’t do my pride any favors.”
“That’s not true. Don’t you think you’re a good chess player, too?” she asked. Then, she realized he was adamant about not playing and asked again, “Are you sure you won’t play with me, Grandpa?”
He shook his head. “No way in hell. I meant what I said.”
He knew he was not her match. Moreover, he had made other plans. With that in mind, he checked the time and wondered where Sydney was.
Bonnie stopped insisting since the older man genuinely did not want to play. “Should we do something else then? Do you want to go fishing or admin the flowers?”
Sigmund was about to respond when he saw Sydney. She said, “Gunnar’s busy with work today. He told me to come and accompany you.” Ads by PubFuture
Then, she frowned when she saw Bonnie.
Sigmund knew Sydney cared about him. Otherwise, she would not have visited frequently and chatted with him whenever Ivor and Bonnie were not around. Sydney and Gunnar’s shaky relationship with Bonnie bothered Sigmund greatly.
‘I’d love it if they got along better.”
He gestured for Sydney to come nearer, saying, “It’s perfectly fine for you and Bonnie to chat with me. It’s a good thing you’re here, Sydney. Come sit here-I have something to tell you.”
It was rare for Sigmund to look so solemn, so Sydney could not help but do as he said. She sat down and asked, “What is it, Dad?”
He asked, “You’re having a tea party this afternoon, right?”
She nodded, puzzled. “Yeah, that’s right. What about it? Is there something wrong with the tea party?”
“No, not at all, Sydney,” Sigmund said before turning to Bonnie, “I want you to take Bonnie along to expand her social circle. She can make some friends there. Otherwise, she’ll get bored if she stays home alone.”
That was the last thing Sydney expected her father-in-law to ask. She frowned and said, “But Bonnie’s so nasty. Who would want to befriend her?”
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