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Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 713

"Joel, do you hate Grandpa?"

George Brown's sudden words caused the smile on Cornel's face to freeze on his face.

This answer, he did not want to hear at all, Joel answered not hate he did not believe, if said hate, he did not want to hear ......

Joel was clueless and just looked at George Brown in confusion, "Why should I hate Grandpa?"

Although he knew Cornel had done something wrong, but, those things were not directed at him, and he had no reason to hate, of course, there was no reason to like it either.

George Brown was speechless for a moment and shook his head after giving him a look.

"Joel, actually Grandpa is also selfish and a lot of times it's a lot worse than you think."

Now, for example, he is using a child to make Cornel deeply aware of his mistakes and to make him understand what he has lost because of what he has done wrong.

Joel did not understand, but still grinned frankly, "If that is the case, then Grandpa George must have had an idea, and everything you do, is not without meaning ah."

So, for better or worse, it was enough for him to know that George Brown was his Grandpa George and hadn't done anything to hurt him.

George Brown's body stiffened and reacted to stifle a laugh.

"Joel ...... sometimes I really don't know whether I should be glad you are a child or otherwise, all in all ...... you are so good now."

At least, he was willing to treat him and Cornel with a sincere heart.

Joel was suddenly embarrassed by the compliment.

Cornel said cautiously from the sidelines, "Joel, would you ...... like me to give you a hug?"

"Yes!"

Joel immediately opened his arms and flung himself into his arms.

The little one's body was soft and a little milky, a smell that depressed himself every time and made him acutely aware of the fact that he was a child.

Cornel truly felt the body heat of the little one in his arms, and his eyes couldn't help but redden slightly, "Joel, thank you for your forgiveness."

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing, grandpa is just happy."

Cornel immediately retracted the emotion on his face and squeezed a smile out of him.

Joel giggled, "Yes oh, occasionally when Mommy is too happy, she will also nestle in Daddy's arms crying and then pampering ...... so is Grandpa pampering me too?"

"Yeah oh." He nodded.

For the first time, Cornel felt what a blessing it was to have a child around.

He thought countless times about what kind of scene he would be when he met Joel, and also thought about what exactly it would take to get Joel to forgive himself, but at this moment he had to realize profoundly that his world was too complicated.

Joel, as a child, didn't know anything yet, and he was thinking of putting it all on him, and thus trying to guess his mood.

He was really a bad adult, he thought, so bad that he would doubt the sincerity of a child ......

George Brown leaned against the rattan frame and took a deep breath, the corners of his lips slowly curved up in a nice arc.

"Joel ......"

"Grandpa George."

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