Chapter 1177 A Little Fight
Gregory giggled while looking at his uncle. What he said upset Kieran a little. “Oh, you think I’m redundant, huh?” He tickled the boy again, and he laughed.
Tessa, Nicholas, and Timothy looked at them quietly. A moment later, Kieran held the boy up. “Now, tell me you love me.”
“I do love you, uncle, but I’m worried about you.” Gregory looked at Kieran innocently. His interest piqued, Kieran asked, “What are you worried about?”
Gregory rested his head on his hands, staring at his uncle sadly. “That you might still be single after I grow up and get married.”
Tessa and Nicholas laughed, and Timothy nodded. “That’s not impossible.” Kieran was a little miffed, and he jokingly retorted, “Tim, you’re single as well.”
“But I’m still young. You’re not,” Timothy rebutted calmly. Gregory nodded as well. “Uncle Tim’s right. You’re not getting any younger, Uncle Kieran. Pretty ladies don’t like old men.”
“Gregory!” Kieran gritted his teeth. Ooh, I want to spank this kid. Oh no. Things just got out of hand. The child slid off his uncle’s legs and scurried off at once. As he ran, he shouted, “Uncle Kieran’s angry! Run!”
“Nobody calls me an old git, boy! You’re getting your *ss whooped tonight!” Kieran put on a fierce look and gave chase to the boy.
Just like that, the two of them started a game of chase. The air filled with the sounds of their laughter.
Tessa smiled at them. “Slow down, Gregory. You don’t want to trip.” It didn’t take long for the boy to be caught, and Kieran kept tickling him.
“That’ll teach you never to call me an old git.” “Alright, alright, I yield! Let me go!” The boy was laughing at the top of his lungs.
The gentlemen had enough to drink later that night, and all of them were a little tipsy. The servants took Timothy and Kieran to the guest rooms while Tessa took the boy to his bedroom. He took a shower and got ready to sleep.
Once he was done showering, the boy stared at his mother intently. “Mommy, can you sleep with me tonight?”
Tessa couldn’t say no to the adorable boy, so she agreed. But just when they were about to sleep, in came Nicholas. He was in a black robe, and his head was still sopping wet. His cheeks were rosy from the alcohol, and the look in his eyes was drowsy. He looked charming.
Nicholas had been waiting for Tessa, but when she didn’t show up, he knew Gregory must have convinced her to stay in his room for the night.
Tessa saw him, and she put her phone down with a smile. “Oh, you’re here. I was just about to tell you I’m not going back to your bedroom tonight.”
Upset, Nicholas said, “Vetoed.”
“Objection denied. Mommy agreed to sleep in my room tonight.” The boy hugged his mother’s arm and looked at his father smugly.
That annoyed Nicholas more. He stepped forward and pulled Tessa into his embrace.
Infuriated, the boy stood on his bed, growling, “Let her go, you meanie!”
“She’s mine. You want to sleep with someone, find yourself a girlfriend.” He took Tessa and left the room.
Tessa rested her head on Nicholas’ chest, saying nothing. They were her family, after all. She didn’t want to show preference to anyone.
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The next morning, the family sat in the dining room.
