Amelia nodded and said, "I understand, dad. Since you don't like Uncle Quartley, I won't use his gifts."
George could not help but heave a sigh of relief when he saw how open- minded she was. "Amelia, are you prepared to reconcile with Ryan?"
"Dad, do you hope so?" Amelia asked.
George said without thinking, "I don't hope so."
"Then I won't do it."
George couldn't help but laugh, but then he immediately thought, "Then what if he comes to you?"
"Let's talk about it later," Amelia said. "Anyway, I won't take the initiative to reconcile with him. But if he wants to, I can't stop him. What do you think, dad?"
"He had a relationship with you before.
Presumably, if he comes to recognize you, it is difficult for you to refuse him." George's words were more or less mixed with temptation.
Amelia knew what he was worried about. "Dad, in my heart, I only have you as my father."
Hearing this, George's heart trembled.
Amelia suddenly smiled. "You must think that it's not easy for you to get what you wanted after I've misunderstood and tortured you since I was a child. Why should the results of your labor be taken away by a useless father who has paid nothing, right?"
George's old face turned red again.
He couldn't hide anything from her.
Amelia said, "In fact, I think so too."
George was stunned.
Amelia said, "Look, I misunderstood you for so many years. How much anger and grievance have you suffered during this period? On the contrary, how much love and tolerance have you given me?"
"But what about Uncle Quartley? He gave me nothing but sperm. Why did he ask me to call him dad?"
"Unless he is like you, who gave me everything. But I don't need anything anymore, so he'd better save it."
After hearing this, George couldn't help laughing out loud. Even if Amelia was just coaxing him, he was still happy.
In the end, he laughed so loudly that Ellison was awakened from his sweet dream.
It was difficult for George to hide his love for him. He could not help but reach out to tease him.
Ellison's delicate face was touched by his big hand with callus. He immediately buried himself into Amelia's chest and refused to come out.
George didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You little thing, you only know to stick to your mother every day and don't let me carry you!"
"That's right." At this time, Alice came over with sliced fruits. After sitting down, she smiled and patted the back of Ellison's head.
"Your grandfather is looking forward to seeing you not crying when he carries you."
Amelia pulled out Ellison's small face from her arms and found that he was drooling. "Cicily, did you drool?”
Ellison:
"Are you kidding me? You're hungry again after you were fed?" Amelia touched his little belly and found that it was still bulging.
Alice asked, "Amelia, when did you feed him?"
Amelia said, "I fed him before I took a nap, and I fed him again after I woke up. It was less than 15 minutes."
Alice nodded. "He shouldn't be hungry then. It's just a simple secretion of saliva.”
As she spoke, she took a tissue from the tea table and wiped Ellison's saliva.
"Well, Cicily is really beautiful!" Alice praised him.
At this time, Amelia said, "Cicily, Reno, can we do grandpa a favor? Just let him carry you for a while. Don't cry. Mom is watching here."
Ellison blinked his big eyes, looking innocent and ignorant.
"If you don't answer me, mom will take it as a yes." Since her son could not talk yet, Amelia took advantage of that.
When she handed her son out, Ellison reached out to his beautiful grandmother.
Amelia was helpless, George was angry, and Alice was flattered.
"Are you really a goblin?" George did not believe in heresy and insisted on carrying him.
As a result, Ellison immediately retracted his arm. George was so angry that he was about to cry.
Alice smiled gracefully. "Okay, okay, maybe it's because he doesn't like the smell on you? I'll lend you perfume tomorrow, maybe Cicily will accept it?"
"Just lend it to me now." George wanted to carry his grandson and was about to go crazy.
"Okay, wait for me," Alice said and asked the servant to go to their room and take the
Chanel perfume from the dressing table.
A moment later, the servant returned with the perfume that Alice had asked her to fetch.
"Do you need me to spray it on you?" Alice smiled and asked her husband.
"No need, no need. I can do it myself." An older man applying perfume was definitely a nightmare for a rough man like George.
He took the perfume with a frown.
Amelia gently covered Ellison's mouth and nose. She did not expect George to consciously stay away from them and return only after he had sprayed himself.
"Now is it okay?" He asked his wife and daughter.
They nodded their heads, indicating that he smelled good now.
"That's good!" George rubbed his hands together and opened his arms to his grandson. "Cicily, come to grandpa."
Ellison sneezed without giving him any face.
Amelia felt helpless and asked, "Why do you look like a wife who wants to check on your husband?"
"Wrong, I'm the husband who checks on my wife. Don't mistake my gender," Patrick said, biting her ear to show his punishment.
Amelia turned her head subconsciously. "Well, no matter what it is, I don't want to let you check."
Patrick narrowed his eyes. It was really not good to be excluded by her. He really wanted to give her a good spanking.
Amelia was enveloped by the low pressure that he had burst in. Even without looking back, she could tell how horrible his expression was.
He did not disturb her. He just held her quietly, and the two stood by the window and looked at the scenery outside.
Half an hourlater-
Well, Amelia's legs ached.
She compromised and said, "I'll give you my cell phone to check, okay? Let me go, my legs are sore."
Patrick curled his lips behind her and took the phone from her hand. When he looked at it, he did not forget to hold her with his other hand and prevent her from leaving.
Amelia stomped on the ground, waiting for him to finish checking.
After a while, he said with an unclear smile, "So it's him. He sent gifts to our son and texted you. He is determined to reconcile with you.”
Amelia said, "I've tried my best to deal with him coldly. I hope he won't come to the Ramsay residence without a word. Dad will definitely..."
"Chase him out," answered Patrick.
"... I don't think so."
"Then you must have underestimated your father's love for his daughter."
*
What Amelia was worried about soon happened.
The next afternoon, a servant suddenly came over and told them that there was a guest visiting them.
George stopped trying to get close to his grandchild and asked, "Who's that?"
The servant replied, "That person said that his name is Ryan."
Upon hearing this, Amelia's heart jolted. Didn't she tell Ryan not to come?
When George and his wife heard this name, their faces were a little ugly. This man wanted to steal his daughter from them?! Ryan was really shameless!
Patrick drank his tea calmly. He was not worried at all. He didn t care what Ryan was up to, he just needed to protect Amy.
"Old Master?" Seeing George's annoyed look, the servant asked cautiously, "Do you want to invite him in?"
In the silence, Amelia said, "Dad, can you just say I'm not here?"

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