Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap novel Chapter 961

Alyssa Delbert squeezed her eyes.

Enoch James shut his mouth immediately.

“It’s not easy for me to make it back here. We should be in a celebratory mood.” George James used the chopsticks to pick up some food, “Dad, this is your favourite braised steak, and mum, this is your favourite fried water bamboo. Bro, this is your favourite braised eggplant.”

“Thanks, son.” Alyssa was full of smiles and it was the kind of smile that came from her heart, all because of her son. She didn’t try to fake a smile like when she was apologizing just now.

“It’s rare for us to gather around like today. Let’s toast to each other.” Alyssa went to fetch a bottle of wine.

When she was pouring alcohol for Stanford, she said, “I was always wrong in the past. Please don’t be bothered by my silliness.”

“Mum, Stanford’s injuries on his leg is still not recovered yet. I don’t think he can drink, can he?” George removed his Stanford James’ glass and reaffirmed himself, “I don’t think you should drink.”

Alyssa’s expression seemed to freeze as she barked at her son, “How can you be so impolite now? This is a glassful for your brother.”

“He’s hurt.” George looked at Alyssa and repeated.

Alyssa stared at his son and secretly cursed at him: This moron!

However, she maintained the smile on her face as she said reluctantly, “…Then let’s not make him drink.”

George raised the glass of wine that Alyssa had just filled for him and said, “It’s a waste if no one is drinking this. I’ll be polishing it off.”

As he said that, he wanted to pour the contents into his mouth, but Alyssa suddenly stopped him.

“George!”

George asked with confusion, “What’s wrong?”

“No—nothing.” Alyssa took his glass away and said, “Since your brother’s not drinking, then you shouldn’t drink too.”

George was dumbfounded upon hearing that, “Isn’t it a waste to not drink it since you’ve already poured a glass?”

Alyssa said with a smile, “It’s not decent for you to drink alone. We will call this off.”

Then, she took the wine away.

George continued to stare at Alyssa as he couldn’t figure out what was going on. However, Stanford who remained silent all the time seemed to have caught on to something.

Was it possible that there’s something mixed in with the wine? Or else, she wouldn’t have stopped George from drinking it.

All of a sudden, he felt his heart enveloped in a chilly coldness.

This time that she invited him here, it was probably not out of sincerity, and she wasn’t really planning to apologize and let bygones be bygones, no?

What were they cooking up this time?

He pretended not to sense anything.

George was feeling a little upset as he was still holding on to the thought that the wine was a waste.

“Come, let’s eat.” Alyssa retook her place by the dining table, “It’s been too long since the whole family can eat together.”

George sounded a little emotional too, “You’re right, I can’t even remember the last time we were gathered like this.”

It was too long ago, and it was a forgone day that he had forgotten about.

“Before I came here, I’ve eaten something. You guys enjoy.” After saying that, Stanford rolled his wheelchair and left the dining table. He didn’t dare to touch any of the food on the table.

Enoch frowned, “What is the meaning of this? We have done our part and apologized, and it was not easy to gather everyone like this. Are you really going to rain on our parade?”

“Hey, it’s not a big deal that he said that he doesn’t want to eat. Stanford said that he has eaten dinner just a moment ago.” Alyssa hastily got up and stroked Enoch’s back in an attempt to calm him down. As she consoled her husband, she said to Stanford, “Stanford, please don’t get angry. Your father is just showing some concern towards you. He’s just afraid that you didn’t eat anything, nothing more.”

Stanford looked at Enoch’s visibly infuriated expression and thought that his father was indeed angry. How could this be interpreted as him showing concern?

George could sense that things were going south right at this moment. They were all here to make peace with each other, but why were they starting to get riled up and on guard again?

He stood up too and announced, “I am not hungry anymore.”

“As you wish!” Enoch tossed his chopsticks and rolled himself back into his room.

Alyssa was feeling enraged in her heart, thinking that Enoch was being too impatient and lost his composure too easily.

“Come to my room and idle. I will send you back before long.” George pushed Stanford towards his room.

Stanford didn’t show any sign of resistance.

His room was never neat or tidy, and it was still the same now.