Rules of Engagement novel Chapter 165

Although he said so, he clenched his fists tightly. In fact, what he said was reasonable, but Soren felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it. He retorted, "Of course you are not anxious. You don't care about her, how anxious you can be."

"How can the decision of God be made by human? What's the use of being anxious? Life or death is a matter of life and death. If God wants you to die, you can't pull your life back by the rope. If God didn't allow you to die, you wouldn't be able to die even being hit with a life-threatening stick. Does being anxious help your mother be safe?" Fred was also indignant.

The father and son were at loggerheads again because of this sentence. They stared at each other angrily.

Hearing what the two men said, both of Ada and Elsa went to pull them back. When Elsa said something to Soren in a low voice, Ada also said, "Ren, don't listen to your father's nonsense. He is always like this. He is concerned about her. But if he says something, it will be unpleasant to hear. You are a sensible child. Don't blame your father for saying something wrong. Well, both sides compromise. You know your father's bad temper."

Then she turned around and said, "You. Don't talk about what life and death. You don't feel it inappropriate but the kids do."

Winona echoed, "It's all my fault. It's all my fault. I should not mention this topic."

Only Walter, who was sitting on the main seat, said slowly, "Ren, don't you have the phone number of your mother's friends and colleagues over there? Call them to ask about the situation. Fred, you too. Call the relevant department to know the situation."

Walter's words finally hit the nail on the head. It occurred to Soren that this was reasonable. He should call to ask about the situation, and immediately took out his mobile phone and made several calls in succession. The other end of the line said that there was no latest progress and he would call back as soon as he knew the situation.

He was angry at his father's indifference to his mother. When he was about to leave after saying that, Fred called the relevant department to learn the situation. The department also said that he would return the news to Fred later. Worried about the situation, Soren sat back on the sofa, waiting for the latest progress on both sides.

Elsa held his hand and found that his big warm hand was a little cold. She knew that he didn't look well on the face. He just frowned slightly, but in his heart, he must be worried about his mother. She was also very anxious, but she still slowed down her voice and said as calmly as possible, "Ren, God bless our mother. She will be fine."

Soren nodded his head, indicating that he heard it, but he didn't say anything.

On the other side, Ada and Winona held their breath and dared not take a deep breath. Walter closed his eyes for rest. Fred's face was so cold that no expression could be seen on his face, but his hands grabbed each other subconsciously. He trembled and found a pack of cigarettes from the drawer of the tea table. After lighting up the cigarette for a long time, he only took a breath, and he was choked to tears.

Soren glanced at him coldly. Fred used to smoke all day long. At that time, he hadn't returned from the company and smoking was prohibited in the company. If he couldn't hold it back, he would smoke secretly and was often scolded by his superior. The room was in a mess because of him. Every time Walter scolded him and he didn't listen to him, he would take off his shoes and beat him up. But he still couldn't stop smoking.

Only at that time, Soren was still young. He frowned and told his mother that he didn't like the smell of his father's cigarette and that he didn't want to come again. Susie was a little angry. "Don't you know how harmful second-hand smoke is to the child, let alone the child doesn't like the smell? If you smoke in front of Ren again, don't come to pick up the child next time."

It seemed that Soren had never seen his father smoking since that time.

Fred was choked and coughed violently. Ada wanted to persuade him, but she said nothing. She handed him a glass of water and sat back to her original seat. With the glass of water in his hand, Fred's cold and hard face looked like the calm, confident and emotionless Mr. Wang.

Soren withdrew his gaze and looked away. No matter how much he didn't like his father, his cold and hard side couldn't be changed to his father's genes.

At this moment, Fred's phone rang. He immediately went to take the phone, but forgot the hot water in his hand. As a result, the cup fell to the ground and broke, making a harsh noise. Regardless of all these, he immediately slid the answer button. He had hidden his great seriousness and calmness just now, but at this moment, all his previous efforts were in vain. His voice trembled. "Hello? Is there any result?"

Not knowing what the person on the other end of the line said, Fred replied casually and hung up the phone in a somewhat dispirited manner, lowering his hands.

Soren suddenly stood up and rushed to him, "What's wrong with my mother? What happened to my mother?"

"The company tell me to have a meeting in the office," Fred replied.