Matthew was dumbfounded. His pride could not bear it being embarrassed like this in broad daylight.
In spite of it, it was still fine that others ignored him—Yale was pretending not to see him too! He was going to call for Yale only to discover that his wonderful son had slipped away from the crowd in secret!
“Yale! Yale Hamerton!” Matthew was furious. “You brat!”
“Clark, help me back!”
Clark glanced at him and said, “My apologies, Mr. Matthew. I have to hurry upstairs. Someone has to be by Elder Mr. Hamerton’s side!”
“You…”
Before Matthew could lash out, Zephyr instructed everyone with the sense of authority of the family head, “Grandpa’s no longer in a critical state. Stop crowding here! Off to whatever you should be doing!”
All of them answered in unison, “Yes, Mr. Zephyr!”
Zephyr smiled and left, holding Cordelia’s hand.
“Hey, what do I do when all of you are leaving!?” Matthew flailed, frozen on the spot. “Zephyr! You b*stard… At least leave someone with me!
“Come back!
“Hey!”
“Mr. Matthew, please quiet down.” Rowan snickered. “Your father’s resting. You wouldn’t want to wake him up, would you?”
Helpless, Matthew could only glare as the group of people left right before his eyes.
…
Rowan could see Charlie waiting for him from the front yard not too far away. He picked up his pace to get in the car when a low “thank you” came from behind him.
He froze before turning around and meeting Zephyr’s deep gaze.
Rowan held on to his pride and rolled his eyes, not planning to regard the younger man.
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