Although Patrick was smiling, his eyes were filled with a sense of threat. Not to mention Ellison, even Gramps Hopper and Howard could feel it. Gramps Hopper couldn't help but cough. How could he threaten his son like this?
"Patrick, I think we'd better not force Cicily. It's fine if he doesn't want to smile."
Patrick retracted his gaze from Ellison, raised his head, and said in a high-sounding tone to his father and grandfather, "Maybe it's because he hasn't seen you for a long time and is a little unfamiliar with you, that's why he's not smiling.”
How could that be possible?
They had been going to the Land of Fragrance almost every day these days, but the people who went there were different. Sometimes, it was Gramps Hopper and Granny Hopper who went over. Sometimes, it was Howard. Sometimes, it was Owen and Nora's family, and sometimes, it was Florence. It could be imagined how hateful Patrick was when he said these words!
Gramps Hopper snorted coldly. "It's Cicily who is afraid of you. Your father and I gave you face just now. We didn't expose you, but you still threw the blame on us? Where's your face?"
Patrick was as thick-skinned as a city wall. "I get along with my son every day. What's there to be afraid of? It's better to say that it's because you're too fierce that he has such an expression on his face."
When Gramps Hopper heard this, his anger froze. He was the only person Ellison feared the most other than Patrick. He had been in power for dozens of years, and the aura he had was enough to scare an adult to tears, much less a child. Gramps Hopper felt very helpless about this.
When he heard them hurting each other, Howard couldn't help laughing and said, "That's enough, Patrick. I asked you and Amelia to come here today because I have something to discuss with you.”
"What's the matter?”
Hopper said, "Now that Sawyer has passed away, shouldn't you and Amelia's wedding be held again?"
Patrick was stunned for a moment before he muttered, "So that's what this is about."
"Yes.” Howard nodded and said, "When you got married for the first time, you didn't even have a decent wedding. When you got married for the second time, your marriage was ruined by Sawyer and Eve. Now we all agree that you and Amelia should hold a new wedding and accept our blessings."
Patrick could deeply feel the good intentions of the elders, and he was no longer the young man who ignored his family's feelings. So he said, "Actually, Amy and I don't care much about such things. But since this is what you want to see, then I will agree to you myself first."
At the same time, Granny Hopper began to chat with Amelia alone in the room.
"Amelia, Patrick has always owed you a wedding. Don't you ever want him to compensate you?”
Amelia smiled and said, "Grandma, the wedding last time was grand enough. What compensation do I need?"
"How can that be counted?" Granny Hopper said seriously, "When it came to saying the marriage testimony, it was another woman who replaced you, it doesn't count! Don't you care that Patrick almost married another woman?"
"You also said that he 'almost married her'. That is to say, they didn't get married in the end. In that case, why should I mind?" Amelia was very open- minded. "The last wedding was unprecedentedly grand.
I can completely feel that I'm well-respected by the Hopper family. I also know that you are doing this for my own good. You always want Mr. Hopper to marry me openly so that the world can recognize my identity.
But it's enough, it's really enough. Your kindness to me is far beyond the imagination of the secular world. Even if we don't hold a wedding, it's nothing."
When it was almost eight o'clock, all the people who should have come arrived. The whole family happily sat at the table, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
As for Ellison, he was sitting on a child's chair next to Patrick and Amelia. In front of his table, there was a bowl of specially made baby food. In fact, there was only vegetable juice, and there was a cute spoon in it, which was convenient for Amelia to feed him at any time.
"Come, ah!" At this time, Amelia held the bowl and spoon and coaxed Ellison to open his mouth.
Ellison was always obedient in front of Amelia. He did whatever she asked him to. Seeing Amelia open her mouth, he immediately opened his mouth like a little beast waiting to be fed.
After Amelia fed the vegetable juice, Ellison still pouted, as if he was reminiscing.
But Amelia and the others heard from the chef that the vegetable juice was the original flavor. There was no seasoning, including salt, so the taste should not be very good.
Therefore, the little fellow's playful appearance made all the people present laugh.
Florence had always been the most straightforward. "Hahaha, as long as it is fed by my sister-in-law, no matter how bland it tastes, Cicily will appear like he's eating food from a five-star hotel."
Nora's face was filled with envy as she said to Amelia, "If only Ashley had been like this back then and eat whatever I fed her. She's still so picky about food now."
Hearing this, Ashley immediately pouted and said, "Mom, you're partial! I eat a lot now, even more than my brother!"

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