“Sit down. You won’t be allowed to eat anymore if you continue this.”
Anthony must’ve never expected a six-year-old to control him like this as his brows were knitted tightly and he had an annoyed yet helpless look on his face.
John, on the other hand, burst into laughter after being stunned for a moment. After that, he picked up his fork and started eating again.
The fight between the two men was resolved by Audrey just like that.
Anthony didn’t feel accomplished after being scolded by his daughter so when he took his seat, he teased John by saying, “You’re still so happy even after being scolded. You’re going to spoil Audrey.”
The latter put down his bowl said with a smile, “I just thought of Emma suddenly. That’s how she would reprimand me and I can’t believe that Audrey has picked up her stunts. Besides, what’s wrong with me spoiling her? She’s my niece so it’s none of your business. Any boy who tries to pursue her in the future will have to get my permission first.”
“Sons and daughters are ordained by the gods. There are very few others who have both a son and a daughter like me. Some people are destined to only have daughters while some are destined to only have sons. Blood kinship isn’t something that can be compared to a few simple words,” Anthony drawled in his low voice.
His mouth is simply too…
John was amused by Audrey earlier and was in a great mood. He wasn’t angry at his comment at all. Instead, he was serving the little girl a few dishes as if nothing had happened. “It’s okay. I won’t talk about anything fake. Having the household register is the real deal. Isn’t that right, Audrey?”
She knew nothing about the household register. All she knew was that her uncle had served her with her favorite dishes so she answered with a bright smile, “Yes!”
Anthony was flushed red with anger that he left the table immediately. However, he was probably afraid that Audrey would nag him again so he was very gentle when he put down his bowl. One wouldn’t have noticed that he was angry if they didn’t look carefully.
The little girl noticed that he had left when he had taken a few steps up the stairs. She asked in confusion while chewing on a piece of lobster meat, “Why isn’t Daddy eating anymore, Uncle John?”
John continued serving her some dishes and gloated, “He’s full.”
“Oh… Daddy hasn’t eaten much.” She didn’t think too much about it and resumed eating her dinner.
There was nothing I could do about this. The Anthony who had lost his memories was indeed too weak, and it was obvious that he had no mood to continue eating because of his anger.
He was someone who liked to keep everything to himself. If this continued, he’d turn himself into a balloon and would be blown away someday.
“You should stop bickering with Anthony in front of the kids next time,” I warned him.
“You wouldn’t understand the joys between men. We know what we’re doing so you can just let us be,” John said vaguely as he waved his hand.
I wanted to continue with the conversation but I knew that he wouldn’t reply so I had no choice but to shut up.
Anthony had shut himself off in the study on the second floor the whole night.
Since he hadn’t eaten much earlier, I made him a bowl of pasta and took it upstairs for him. I knew that he liked stronger flavors so I purposely added more spices.
I pushed open the door and saw that he was sitting before his desk. The light from the computer shone on his face and it made him look extremely unapproachable.
“I wasn’t full from dinner so I made supper. I prepared a little extra. Do you want some?” I put the plate before him as I asked.
He took a glance at the plate and pointed it out relentlessly, “It has such strong flavors. Are you sure you made extra?”
My face flushed red and I asked in embarrassment, “So do you want it or not?”
For some reason, I would always lose control of my temper whenever I was alone with Anthony.
He stared at me for a moment before picking up the fork and started eating.
Perhaps it was due to his natural-born elegance, but it was pleasing to watch him eat.
I fell into a trance staring at him and I quickly shifted my gaze when I finally snapped back to my senses. While doing so, I accidentally saw the content on his computer’s screen from the corner of my eyes.
#Winning A Child Custody Battle#
What’s going on?
He couldn’t remember anything but he could remember the issue about getting custody of the kids?
I was enraged when I remembered how he acted previously and that he might just be putting on an act. “Why are you reading up about this?”
His movement froze for a second before he continued, “Is there any reason why my child’s name should be written in their uncle’s household register?”
I suddenly understood what he was talking about. I was lost for a moment before I finally recovered from my shock. So he’s trying to compete with John.
After keeping silent for a while, Anthony said, “I don’t really remember what happened in the past, but since we’re reunited, let’s live a normal life. I’ll accompany you to complete the required documents and merge Audrey’s registry with us. I’ll take care of her from now on, so there’s no need for an outsider to meddle with our family affairs.”
Outsider? Is he talking about John?
John had taken care of Audrey for six years. He took her as his own daughter and showered her with love. It seemed men were on par with women in jealousy.
Even if he had lost all of his memories, pride still flowed strongly in him and he stood against John, fighting for the custody over Audrey.
It was as if we had returned to the past when Anthony was in high spirits and vigor. As he gleamed with ambition and determination, he seemed like a lone wolf emerging from the heavy blizzard at the North Pole, marking his territory and taking everything under control.
I was worried that he would harbor hatred against John, so I reminded, “Your father was in charge of everything back then, and you obeyed his orders by giving up the custody over Audrey. John did nothing wrong.”
Upon hearing what I said, Anthony was taken aback as he slowed down at eating his pasta.
I figured he was rendered speechless because he was the one who made the decision of letting Audrey go.
Even if people lost their memories, they still remembered how to differentiate between right and wrong. That was the case with Anthony. He knew he couldn’t take back what he let go.
Anthony finished the pasta very soon and placed his cutlery down before shutting his laptop. He lifted his gaze at me, devoid of any emotion. “Are you happy now?”
He sat on the chair with a serious expression while some pasta sauce was left on the corner of his lips. It was as if he was fighting with me in silence.
Having loved each other for ten years, Anthony had always been good at picking fights with me.
I’ve only exposed the ugliness of the Hall family, so does he really have to be angry at me for this?
This man. Huh… He is getting caught up in the past.
I didn’t have the time to act all childish with him. Shooting a glare at him, I cleaned up the table before leaving him alone.
When I went downstairs, Nathaniel came.
Hearing footsteps approaching, he stood up with a gentleman-ish smile on his face. “Sienna.”
The man was still the gentleman he was for six years as gentleness and kindness were etched into his charming features.
I smiled faintly and greeted him as I walked down the stairs. “What’s the matter, Nathaniel? Why are you here at this hour?”
“Nothing. It’s just that I heard Anthony has resigned from the company, so you guys might have some time to spare. I’m here to invite you guys to my art exhibition.” Nathaniel smiled and took out two invitation cards from his pocket before asking Gregory to pass them to me.
“Here, Mommy.” Gregory lifted the invitation cards to me and looked at me as I scanned the card. “Mommy, Uncle Nathaniel’s paintings are beautiful. Plus, there are many other paintings from top artists in the world. Many people from different places come here just to view them.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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