“The girl is very nice,” Sophia hurriedly blurted. “Grandma has also seen her before, and she was even planning to introduce her to Dylan, but she then found out that Logan likes her.”
Matilda’s eyes went wide. “Really? She must be something else if Mom took a shine to her.”
Nodding, Old Mrs. Constance’s voice was still tinged with a hint of regret. “Yup. She’s a delightful girl from a decent family. I was thinking about introducing her to Dylan, but I then nixed the idea since she had a boyfriend. But who knew, she later broke up with her boyfriend and got together with that Jefferson kid instead. God knows how miffed I was.”
Upon hearing that she was finally speaking her mind, Sophia burst into laughter.
Beside her, Matilda chortled as well. “Mom, you’ve got to let this matter go. Why are you so adamant at this time? Besides, that girl might not necessarily get along well with Dylan.”
While it was theoretically so, Old Mrs. Constance was still somewhat resentful that there was no longer a chance when Lola and Dylan hadn’t even met before. I'd feel better if they’d met yet didn’t like each other.
Sophia was laughing so much that she leaned sideways against John’s shoulder. John raised a hand and held her arm. “Okay, that’s enough. Get on with dinner.”
Turning, Sophia looked at him. “Don’t you find it funny? Look how adorable Grandma is!”
John didn’t find anyone else adorable. Instead, he found Sophia immensely adorable at the moment, her exuberance now causing his heart to melt into a puddle.
…
Logan was now going over to Lola’s gym so frequently that he knew all the coaches there—even the students were acquainted with him. He was quite generous, or more accurately speaking, he was being generous for Lola’s sake. He wanted to make her job less stressful, so he bought tons of food every so often to treat those coaches and students.
Lola was well aware of his intentions, so she merely pinched his waist when no one else was there and chided him for being such a wastrel, saying that the money he spent to treat them was enough for her to pay their wages.
Lola had some skills in her own right, so she was more heavy-handed than the average girl, making Logan wail when she pinched him. However, he couldn’t fight back at this time. Instead, he could only explain incessantly, insisting, “I’m doing this for your sake, for I hope that they’ll take care of you at work. I don’t care about money at all.”
Turning, Sophia looked at him. “Don’t you find it funny? Look how adorable Grandma is!”
Lola snorted. “I’m considered half the owner here. Have you ever seen a boss currying favor with her employees? Where are your brains, you fool?”
Pursing his lips, Logan rubbed his waist, not daring to utter a single rebuttal. She’s been increasingly violent toward me lately, kicking and punching me at the slightest provocation! He didn’t dare ask her anything, so he could only endure it.
He stayed at the gym for the entire day again. When Lola got off work at night, he wanted to take her out for dinner, but she swiftly waved a dismissive hand. “Don’t go out and waste any more money. My cooking is even better than those restaurants, so I’ll go home and cook myself.”
After mulling it over, Logan drove toward her house.
The refrigerator in Lola’s house had everything stocked. Although she lived alone, she knew how to take good care of herself, so the refrigerator in her house was stocked with chicken, fish, meat, and eggs. Taking out the ingredients, she ordered Logan to go and sit down on the sofa. Then, she went to the kitchen to get started.
Logan turned on the television, but he just couldn’t digest anything.
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