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Chapter 530 At the Yamin family.
During dinner, Charlie did not make things difficult for Joseph and was rather polite. However, compared to how passionate Angie was, his attitude toward Joseph seemed a little distant.
Joseph could understand. After all, he was dating the Yamin family’s treasured daughter. It was inevitable for Charlie to have some problems with him. He also had mixed feelings when his sister got a boyfriend, so he could understand Christina's father.
They did not eat much during dinner. Christina was a little hungry after and wanted to go to the kitchen to find food. When Joseph heard, he proposed to cook spaghetti for her. Christina had always wanted to try Joseph's cooking, as well as watch him cook.
Joseph acted as if this was not the first time he had come to the Yamin family’s residence. He seemed as comfortable as he was at home. He opened the fridge and started looking for ingredients to make spaghetti marinara. Holding a tomato in his hand, he shook it and asked, “Is spaghetti marinara okay?” Christina sat on a high chair at the bar counter, held her chin, and looked at the man who was washing his hands in a daze.
Nodding, she said. “Sure. Mr. Turner, you can do whatever you want. I'm fine with anything.” The next moment, Joseph stretched his hand across the bar to Christina. “What?” Christina, who was confused, asked. “Help me put up the sleeves of my pajamas,” Joseph said. Only then did Christina reach out and roll up the sleeves of his pajamas inch by inch to his elbows. Then, she winked at Joseph. “Mr. Turner, thanks for cooking.” “Delightful. 'm honored. How do you like it? Light?” “Sure, you decide.” Christina placed her hands on the pure white bar, folded her hands, and rested her chin on the back of her hand. Her gaze.
followed Joseph everywhere he went.
This man had a gentle side, a domineering side, and an insightful side, too. She had completely fallen for him.
The tomatoes were peeled and placed on the stove to brew slowly. Then, he paid attention to the heat while cutting the onions and mincing the garlic, one after another, carefully and neatly.
Half an hour later, a plate of steaming hot spaghetti marinara was placed in front of Christina. On top of it were garnishes for decoration. The color was very tempting, and Christina was not stingy with her praises. “Mr. Turner, your culinary skills are not bad.” “Try it and see if you like it.” Joseph took out a fork and handed it over as if this was his home and Christina was there as a guest.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Blow on it. Be careful, it's hot.” After Christina took a bite of the spaghetti, he realized that Joseph was staring at her, just like how she stared at him without blinking earlier. When their eyes met, she commented sincerely, “I's delicious.” However, the portion seemed a little too large, and she could not finish it.
Joseph did not have the habit of eating supper. After Christina ate more than half of it, she started to burp. However, she could not bear to waste his effort, so she tried to stuff down as much as possible. Seeing this, Joseph said, “Give me the rest.” “No, I'll eat some more.” “Don't eat if you can't. It's not good for your stomach. Give it to me.” He took the plate and fork in front of Christina domineeringly and started to gobble the remaining spaghetti. He even finished all of the sauce.
After filling her stomach, Christina propped her chin on her hand and watched the man eat. At this moment, he seemed more handsome than ever, and she made up her mind to never let go of him. She wanted to be with this man no matter what. “Joseph, you're so amazing.” Joseph took the initiative to wash the dishes as well, saying that he wanted the opportunity to leave a good impression. Christina did not refuse. However, she, who had been waiting quietly on the chair, suddenly stood up and walked into the kitchen, hugged his waist from behind, and pressed her face against his back. She said gloomily, “Joseph. If this continues, | really can’t do without you.” As the water flowed, he wiped his hands dry and placed the plate in the drainage area. Then, he turned around and warned, “Christina, you'd better get rid of your thoughts of leaving. | said that if you want to leave, you can do it in your next life. Don’t even think about it in this life.” Christina smiled at him and nodded like an obedient child. Indeed, she did not want to leave or let go of him anymore. She stood on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the lips. He responded, held the back of her head, and began to take control of the kiss.
Christina raised her head and accepted this passionate love. The salty taste from him spread between her lips and teeth... As she was forgetting everything around her, Joseph's hand at his waist reached down and reached her back.
“Why am | sleepwalking...” The two of them, who were originally in momentum, had already awkwardly stopped what they were doing at this moment. They turned their gazes to the living room and looked at Angie, who was pretending to sleepwalk.
Angie was a little thirsty from chatting with Charlie, so she went downstairs to pour herself a glass of water. When she arrived downstairs, she saw that the living room was dark, and only the kitchen light was on. Thinking that Stella had forgotten to turn it off, she did not think too much about it and walked over directly.
However, when she arrived, she saw her future son-in-law and daughter kissing passionately. Suddenly, neither watching nor leaving seemed appropriate. Thus, she had no choice but to half-close her eyes and fumble around, pretending that she was really sleepwalking.
Actually, Angie had no idea that she did not look like a sleepwalking person at all but instead looked like a blind person.
This was not the most awkward part. When she reached the second step of the stairs, Charlie came down to pour water as well, holding a transparent glass in his hand. When he saw his wife go upstairs in a panic with an empty glass, he was very puzzled.
“What are you doing? Weren't you getting water? Where's the water?” Angie tried her best to hint to her husband. She kept blinking and shaking her head, signaling him to shut up. However, Charlie did not receive the signal and kept asking. He was about to skip his wife to pour water for himself when Angie pushed him back.
“What are you doing? | haven't poured the water yet.” Just like that, Charlie was dragged back to his room by Angie. Back in the room, Charlie was still asking Angie, “What are you doing?” “Ahem, ahem. I'll help you get milk from Stella’s room. We ran out of water downstairs.” Charlie replied, “Boil some water then. Didn't we ask the nanny to boil water tonight? Why did we run out?” He was confused.
There were no water buffaloes at home, why was there no water all of a sudden? The Yamin family liked to drink hot water and liked to boil it themselves. They did not like the water from the water dispenser, so they did not have one at home.
“If I tell you to drink milk, drink milk. Why are you asking so many questions? Stay here. I'll get you Charlie was speechless.
Downstairs.
milk.” Christina stood there in a mess. She was the one who started the fire, and she was the one who was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole. This was basically a live broadcast! Furthermore, the main audience was her mother. Christina sighed heavily and held her forehead.
Joseph, on the other hand, was not too embarrassed. He only smiled because Angie gave him a thumbs-up before she left. He hugged Christina's shoulder and comforted her. “She’ll understand. She’s experienced.” Indeed, Angie was the mother of three children.
The next moment, Christina pinched Joseph's chin and continued to tease him, knowing her parents would not come down again. However, the next second, the living room door was opened, and Chris walked in.
When he saw that the kitchen lights were still on, he thought that it was Stella who had come down to look for food. He blurted out, “What are you cooking? Cook some for me.” What he saw was his sister pinching Joseph's chin with one hand and teasing him. Joseph lowered his head and prepared to kiss his sister. This posture was very ambiguous, and Chris was petrified on the spot. It seemed like he came back at the wrong time.
He did not know if he should leave or go upstairs quickly, but he was a little hungry. If he had known earlier, he would have bought some supper outside.
Joseph and Christina maintained their posture and smiled at the same time. Clearly, it was a little difficult to be intimate today, and they found it funny. Cristina scratched her neck and said, “This is Joseph Turner, your brother-in-law.” Having been given a proper status, Joseph let go of Christina's shoulder and hugged her instead. The two of them were intimate openly. Before the petrified Chris could react, he stared at the man who suddenly appeared.
He subconsciously followed her sister’s guidance and called out, “Joseph.” Looking at the stunned Chris, Joseph said, “Do you need me to get you something to eat?” Chris had finally returned to the real world and adapted quite quickly. “No need. I'm actually not hungry. Continue. I'll go upstairs first. Continue.” Chris waved his hand and rushed up the stairs. He cursed Stella in his heart. How could she not even send him a message in advance? Usually, when she wanted supper or something, she would text him multiple times.
Hearing the door slam upstairs, the two people in the kitchen downstairs looked at each other and smiled again, both knowing what each other was laughing about. “Mr. Turner, let's go to bed.” After being disturbed a few times, Joseph was no longer in the mood. He had no choice but to hug Christina's shoulder and go upstairs.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmInside the room.
Charlie was forced to drink milk by Angie. It was not actually milk but Yakult, which Angie snuck into Stella's room to get.
Charlie really did not like the taste, but he had no choice. Angie did not allow him to get boiled water and did not even tell him why. Thus, he was forced to drink a children’s drink at night.
It was sour and not tasty at all.
“There are three more bottles. The bottle is quite small, so drink them all at once.” Angie did not wait for Charlie to finish the bottle in his hand before opening the other bottle.
Angie handed over the Yakult. Charlie took it helplessly and handed the empty bottle to his wife. This was way less delicious than the milk Christina had bought him. Seeing that his wife was about to open a third bottle, he quickly stopped her. “Don’t open it. I'm not thirsty anymore.” Angie put away the remaining two bottles and placed them on the bedside table. She said mysteriously and happily, “Guess what | saw downstairs?” This was exactly what Charlie was curious about. He had no idea why she refused to let him boil water, and it did not look like she had seen a ghost downstairs. Thus, he asked, “What did you see?” He felt that if Angie did not explain clearly, it would not do the two bottles of Yakult he had drank right. It was like drinking poison.
When he mentioned this, Angie became enthusiastic. She lifted the blanket, slipped under it, and looked extremely excited.
Before she said anything, she already laughed. “Hahaha, | saw our Christina and Joseph being intimate. Hahaha, that's great.” Charlie thought, “Fortunately, | didn’t go downstairs.” Angie continued, “What do you think of Joseph as a son-in-law? | quite like him. Be it his profession or his manners, especially the fact that he’s very good-looking. I'm telling you, with Christina and Joseph's looks, our grandchildren will definitely be gorgeous.” “You're thinking too much. What are you thinking? The two of them aren’t even married yet, and you're already thinking about your children.” Charlie frowned and finished the rest of the Yakult like gulping down beer.
“You don't understand. What are you, from the 19th century? What era are we in now? Do you have to get married before getting pregnant? Tons of people get pregnant before marriage. There are mistresses everywhere here in Athana. Christina and Joseph's marriage has already been agreed on. It's normal for them to have children first. | don’t mind them taking the highway in having children.” Her daughter had been driving slowly for too long. It was time to speed.
“What are you talking about? You just have too much free time.” Charlie was about to lift the blanket and go to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Angie looked at his back and said, “Just tell me if you like this son-in-law or not.” Charlie, who walked into the bathroom, thought about Joseph. Frankly, he was really quite satisfied with Joseph. Joseph was outstanding in every aspect. Even his parents were very cultured people. Charlie had to admit Joseph was a rather good candidate as his son-in-law.
However, he did not praise Joseph as much as his wife did. Instead, he said indifferently to his wife outside the door, “It's alright.” Upon hearing that, Angie immediately knew that her husband was very satisfied and was just being stubborn. Otherwise, he would not have been so polite tonight and would have put on a long face. “Keep pretending. Why can’t you be honest for once and say it when you like something? You didn't refuse Joseph's gift tonight, did you?” Angie mercilessly exposed her husband's facade. However, Charlie did not hear it clearly inside the bathroom because the tap was on, and the sound of water covered Angie’s nagging.