Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 276

As soon as the door opened, Carl stood up. His smile grew bigger as his gaze fell upon his great-grandson. Eddy was adorned in exquisite clothes. Carl felt like he was ten years younger when he saw this lovely boy.

"Eddy, come here," Carl called, opening his arms wide.

At that moment, Eddy and Anne came inside, accompanied by a servant. When Eddy saw Carl, his face brightened up as he gave a toothy smile.

"Great-grandpa!"

His excited voice echoed across the hall, different from the last time when Carl met him. ‘He’s so cute!’ Carl thought to himself.

He was getting older and lonelier by the day, but meeting his great-grandson made him very happy. He liked Eddy very much. Despite his weakness, Carl picked up Eddy as he ran up to hug his great-grandpa.

"Grandpa, you don't have to pick up Eddy. He has gained some weight recently," Anne said.

Although Anne spoke in a low voice, Carl could tell that she really cared about him.

"It okay, Eddy isn’t heavy. He is a treasure." Carl made no secret of his praise for Eddy.

"Great-grandpa, I can count now!" Eddy announced excitedly.

Carl raised his eyebrows and asked, "Anne, did you teach him? My great-grandson is just a little boy, but he can already count. So smart!" Carl praised sincerely.

Anne, on the other hand, was surprised. ‘When did Eddy learn? Why didn't I know about this?’ she pondered.

"Maybe Kevin taught him," Anne said uncertainly, although Kevin never really had much time to teach Eddy.

"It was Grandma." Eddy beamed, looking up at Carl.

Selma knitted her brows together. She didn't remember ever teaching Eddy to count.

"I remember." The servant spoke, causing all eyes to shift in her direction.

Her mouth hung open, as she looked at Eddy in surprise. This was because the child in front of her was too smart.

"Tell me," Carl said. He was interested to know who taught Eddy.

The servant was a little embarrassed as she spoke. "I'm old and have a bad memory. I have to count everything. When I buy vegetables, I have to count them. When Mr. Kevin and Miss Anne are busy, sometimes I take the young master with me. He follows along when I count. It’s clear now that the young boy is really smart," the servant praised, a warm smile on her face.

As Carl heard this, his curiosity peaked. "Eddy, count for me!"

Putting his hand in front, Eddy proudly started counting on his fingers. "One, two, three, four..."

Everyone was astonished as he continued. All the numbers were correct and it verified the fact that he was a child prodigy.

Carl burst into laughter. "Well, well," he mused aloud. "The people in our family are all geniuses! Eddy turns out to be even smarter than Kevin!"

Selma smiled as well. She enjoyed showing off how intelligent her grandson to the ladies she played cards with.

The happy atmosphere suddenly dulled as the doors opened and Kevin walked in. Seeing him, Anne grew confused. He was a busy man, why would he come back?

"Anne, how are you?" Kevin walked over to Anne, holding her hands with a worried look on his face.

Anne responded with a small smile, murmuring, "I’m fine."

Kevin’s concern made her feel a little embarrassed. Selma feigned a cough, before she asked, "Kevin, why are you worried about Anne? Will we let her be wronged here?"

There was a hint of displeasure in Selma's voice, but she was not really angry. She understood that the children’s affairs were theirs to deal with. She needn't worry about them. Selma only wanted to behave well as a mother.

"No, I just came back to check on her." Noticing that Selma’s voice was softened, Kevin stepped back. As long as they didn't make things difficult for Anne, everything would be fine.

"Anne is pregnant now. Although our servants are dutiful, they can’t take good care of her. So if you have time, come back and live with us." After saying that, Selma breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past, she would have been embarrassed to say this aloud, but now she felt almost relaxed in making others happy.

It took a long time before they could understand Anne’s temper. She was cold in the beginning, making her seem like she was a difficult person to get along with.

"Eddy, do you like living with me and your great-grandpa?" Selma asked.

"Yes, I do!" Eddy nodded, replying within a heartbeat. His conviction made Selma particularly happy.

"Why don't you come live with me? Your mother is sick these days and she gets tired easily. Would you let me take care of you?"

Selma crouched down to Eddy’s height, rubbing his shoulders lovingly.

Eddy pondered for a long minute, his expression indifferent. Just as Selma was about to give up the idea, Eddy skipped towards Anne.

Pouting his lips, Eddy softly patted Anne’s swollen belly. He thought she was sick. "Mom! Please recover soon!"