Chapter 1455 - 1454: Seven Years, Still Unchanged

Chapter 1455: Chapter 1454: Seven Years, Still Unchanged

Shirley Grant blushed, pushed Alan Morgan away, and then slapped his arm.

"Gerry, have you seen your room?"

Shirley immediately stepped forward.

"I’ve seen it, there are lots of toys Gerry likes."

Gerry nodded right away.

"But, Mom, what were you doing just now?"

Uh...

Shirley: ...

She thought she had already changed the topic, but unexpectedly, it came back around.

Thinking of this, Shirley looked embarrassed.

"Nothing."

"What do you mean by nothing?"

Oh gosh!

Is Gerry not planning to let this go?

So, Shirley glared at Alan Morgan angrily.

"Go ask Dad."

With that, Shirley went straight to the kitchen.

Gerry looked at Alan utterly puzzled.

Looking at his son’s innocent big eyes, Alan Morgan frowned and thought for a long time.

"Well, if you can finish this in ten minutes, I’ll tell you."

Saying that, Alan took a building block from the coffee table and handed it to Gerry.

Gerry looked at the building block curiously, then studied the manual carefully.

Ten minutes later...

"You lost, so I’m not telling you."

Alan, like a triumphant child, happily left the living room after saying this.

Leaving a little boy standing there frowning, continuously studying.

Strange, why can’t it be put together?

From then on, whenever Gerry asked strange questions, Young Master Morgan would throw a building block his way.

Because of this, Alan made a special space in his study to store new building blocks.

And Gerry, from that moment, developed a liking for these brain-draining building blocks.

Shirley watched Alan come over, a bit puzzled.

"Why aren’t you staying with Gerry in the living room?"

Having bought a lot of ingredients earlier, Shirley was planning to prepare a delicious meal for the father and son.

"He’s playing with building blocks over there."

Building blocks?

Shirley immediately looked disapproving.

"Those are for passing the time when bored, they’re the adult version. Can he even put them together? Don’t end up losing pieces for me."

Saying this, Shirley wiped the water off her hands and was about to head to the living room.

"If pieces go missing, we’ll just buy more."

Alan immediately stopped her, then wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing tightly against her back.

The two of them stood in the kitchen like this, making Shirley exceptionally uncomfortable.

"Do you still want dinner or not? Go out!"

With Alan around, Shirley was not only restricted in her movements but also often found herself getting teased.

She was naturally unhappy about it.

"I’m here to help."

Alan said seriously.

"Then wash this."

Saying this, Shirley took a few chicken wings from a bag and placed them by the sink.

Uh...

Alan frowned at the chicken wings, the skin making him swallow hard involuntarily.

No need to think about it, he knew touching it would be cold and slimy.

Thinking of this, Alan immediately stepped back two steps.

"I realize I should go keep our son company; after all, I’ve been absent for seven years."

With that, Alan turned and left.

Watching him, Shirley couldn’t help but laugh.

Even after seven years, he hadn’t changed.

Afraid to wash anything meaty or fishy.

It’s hard to understand how a person like that can be scared of such things.

Shirley shook her head and continued with what she was doing in her hands.