"Westley, what's wrong with your mommy and daddy?"
Hearing Westley's words, Benjamin asked curiously.
"My mommy always scolds daddy."
A hint of disappointment flashed across the little fat boy's chubby face. "I don't know why Mommy always likes to lose her temper."
"Maybe she is in a bad mood."
Benjamin patted Westley on the shoulder to comfort him.
The little boy also knew that Jon was weak and coward, while his wife, Rylee, was aggressive and argumentative.
The two kids stayed in the corridor for a while, and then went back to their room.
Downstairs, Daryl and Zack also separated soon, because Rickey came abruptly.
Sitting on the sofa, Rickey had no expression on his old face, but looked at the two people beside him from time to time.
"Grandpa, what are you doing here?"
Zack asked Rickey expressionlessly.
"I'm here for my two lovely kids." Rickey snorted and said proudly, "I didn't expect you to hold each other in broad daylight. How inappropriate!"
"It's getting dark."
"But it is still inappropriate!"
Hearing their conversation, Daryl couldn't help but feel a little scared. As expected, Rickey's spies were everywhere in the villa. She just hugged Zack but was found by Rickey!
"Dillon."
At this time, the three of them were also behind Zack. He ordered in a deep voice, "Go upstairs and ask the two kids to come down."
"Yes, sir."
Dillon nodded and then went upstairs to cal them. Benjamin and Westley came downstairs soon.
"Great Grandpa."
"Great Grandpa."
"Oh, my two babies, come here and let me have a look."
Seeing the two kids, Rickey smiled and waved at them.
Benjamin and Westley ran over.
Rickey was amused by the two kids.
Taking a look at the happy scene, Zack held Daryl's hand and went upstairs.
Hey, Zack?' Daryl wanted to stop him, but the man was so strong that she failed to struggle. She could only be pulled by him all the way.
There were only three of them left downstairs.
"Wow, great grandpa, daddy took Mommy upstairs."
With his eyes wide open, Benjamin looked at the direction where his parents left and asked, "Are they going to have a date alone?"
"What is a date?" The little fat guy asked in confusion. "Nothing."
Rickey coughed and said, "Westley, I'll play a cartoon for you."
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