Hamerton men were great—except that they caved as soon as it was their wife.
It was said that the Hamerton ancestors were high-ranking generals, noblemen, and scholars who were ruthless and iron-willed outside, but they were at their wives’ beck and call once they got home, indulging the women to no end.
Nicholas had once said that paranoia was passed down in the Hamertons. Actually, it was loving their wives that was etched in their genes.
Cordelia said softly, “Darling, see? Mom agrees too!”
Zephyr raised a brow. “Mom agrees but grandpa? Grandpa—”
“Zephyr.” Liam’s expression was relatively solemn as he walked over from the crowd.
Cordelia was a little embarrassed as she tugged Zephyr’s sleeve and shook her head at him. Her intention was to joke with him, but she would be shooting herself in the foot if she upset the old man.
“Grandpa, don’t misunderstand!” Cordelia smiled. “I’m just mentioning this in passing to Zephyr…”
“How could something so big be mentioned in passing!?” Liam raised his voice.
Cordelia’s heart clenched as her hands gripped her dress anxiously.
Liam squinted, raking his eyes across the both of them.
“Zephyr, you really said that?”
“Yes.” Zephyr held Cordelia’s hand discreetly and explained indifferently, “Back then, it was because… you kept objecting to our marriage, so I said that to coax her. Of course, I did think about it because I don’t want her to suffer from any grievances!”
“Darling…” Cordelia called him softly and kept shooting him looks to stop him from continuing.
They had finally gotten Liam’s approval. She did not want to spoil the old man's good impression of her because of something petty like this.
Liam’s face was blank. The atmosphere felt a little heavy, and the music naturally stopped. Everyone looked at him in worry, thinking that something bad would happen.
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