Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom novel Chapter 673

Chapter 673

When Eliot woke up, August was playing chess with Professor Ruan, Lucia was taking two children to accompany Elisa to tend the flowers and plants, and Olivia was sitting by the side basking in the sun leisurely. Looking at the quiet and seductive scene, Joey felt a little bit bitter in his heart, after all, Eliot should be a part

of this beautiful scene.

He has served Mr. Adams loyally for many years, and now seeing Mr. Adams suffering from illness all day long,

he feels extremely uncomfortable.

Lucia looked up and saw Joey standing in a daze in the distance, thinking that maybe something happened to

Eliot, he didn't dare to tell August, so he wanted to come to find her.

"Young Madam, Mr. Adams has woken up." Joey reported respectfully when he saw her approaching. She nodded and asked with concern: "How is Mr. Adams? Are you awake now?"

Joey didn't seem to think that she would care about Eliot. After a pause, he looked at the small courtyard not

far away and said, "Mr. Adams is sober now. I'm glad to hear that the young master came back to see him." "I see, just wait for me a moment." After Lucia finished speaking, she found a reason to prevaricate Elisa, and

successfully took Timothy away with her.

The mother and son followed Joey to the courtyard dedicated to Eliot's recuperation. Timothy held her

fingertips tightly all the way, obviously a little afraid of Eliot.

Lucia saw what he was thinking, and explained softly: "Grandpa loves you and Dad, he will not hurt the people

closest to him, so there is no need to be afraid."

Hearing the sound, Timothy nodded heavily, and his steps became a lot lighter.

"Mom, why does grandpa call me by my father's name?" He tilted his head and asked doubtfully.

Lucia pondered for a moment, a smile gradually spread on her face, and she couldn't help but patted his head,

"Everyone says that you are very similar to Dad when you were young, and Grandpa has forgotten everything,

but he can think of Dad when he sees you, which means He loves Dad."

"Grandpa loves daddy, so Timothy loves grandpa too!" Timothy looked at the old man in the courtyard with a

bright smile on his immature face.

Eliot had come to his senses, seeing only Lucia pulling Timothy over, a look of disappointment flashed in his

eyes, but he still waved at the two of them.

"Mr. Adams, are you feeling better?" There was concern in her deep voice that couldn't be concealed.

"It's just lingering." There was a hint of loneliness in Eliot's old voice, and then he laughed at himself and

asked slowly, "You came here specially to see my jokes?"

Lucia was not angry when she heard this, and picked up Timothy and sat on the chair opposite him. Eliot

glanced at the child in her arms, and a light suddenly appeared in his originally cloudy eyes.

He hadn't looked at the child before, but now he suddenly noticed Timothy, his skinny hands trembling

uncontrollably, "This child is..."

"His name is Timothy. He is the child of August and me. We also have a daughter. Let her meet you another

day."

"It's August's child..." After Eliot murmured, he slowly stretched out his hand. He seemed to want to touch

Timothy, but he was a little hesitant, his trembling hand stayed in the air.

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Seeing this, Timothy immediately stretched out his chubby little hand, held Grandpa's fingertips, and called

out sweetly, "Grandpa,"

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"Hey." Eliot responded hastily, and some moisture appeared in his sunken eyes, "This child is exactly the same

as August when he was a child, he was carved out of the same mold."

Seeing that he did not reject Timothy, Lucia even took the initiative to mention August, and then continued, "I

brought Timothy here this time to ask you to help untie August's knot."

"You picked the wrong person, and he won't forgive me." Eliot couldn't help sighing, "I was obsessed with

ghosts when I was young, and I was the one who was sorry for him and Celina."

"You forgot everything when you got sick, except your original wife and son. This shows that you have always

missed them in your heart. If this is the case, why can't you open your heart to August?"

Hearing what she said, Eliot was a little shaken in his heart, and a hesitant look appeared on his face.

At this age, he certainly hopes to resolve the years of grievances with his son and make up for what he owes his

son as much as possible over the years, but he understands August's character, and he knows that there is no

possibility of reconciliation between them.

Seeing that there was still room for change, Lucia immediately persuaded, "August still has a long way to go in

the future, do you want him to live in the shadow of his childhood forever?"

When she said this, Eliot finally made up his mind, nodded heavily, and then continued: "I have done many

things to hurt you before, do you resent me?"

"resentment!"

She responded decisively, looking at Eliot with burning eyes, and her tone was much colder than before, "I am

not the Holy Mother, and I will not easily forgive those who hurt me. I am here today not because I forgave you,

but because The father of my children, for my husband."

While the two were talking, August's figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

His face was as cold as ice, his eyes were locked on Lucia's body, and he took two steps forward to pull her to

his side, "Janet is arguing to find you, let's go back."

"August..." Eliot struggled to get up from the recliner, and looked at him with a guilty expression.

Only then did August turn around, with a slight alienation in his expression, "Father, rest at ease, we still have

things to do."

"August, can we chat with father and son?" Eliot's voice was full of expectation.

Lucia knew in her heart that her previous words had convinced him, so she decided to take Timothy away first,