Peter didnât seem to welcome Wayne. When he realized no one was behind Wayne, he immediately turned away, acting as if the man in front of him was not his grandson but a stranger.
Because Henry was too embarrassed to mediate between them, Natalie had to be the one to tell Wayne the brutal reality. âI told you before, my dear nephew, that the Wrights never keep idle men. Because you havenât worked in years, you must bring your family with you whenever you come here.â
âReally? Am lidle?â Wayne asked, his gaze calmly fixed on Natalie.
Meeting his gaze, Natalie shrank behind Peter, shivering with fear. In fact, she was the idlest member of the family.
Wayne was not here to gossip, so he said, âGrandpa, | need to talk to my mom.â
âGo on,â Peter replied, not raising his head.
After Wayne walked into the house, Natalie drew a chair and sat down. She smiled and said to Peter, âArenât you being a little harsh on Wayne, Dad? He only comes home once in a while.â
âWhat? Do you think Iâm too harsh on him?â
âYeah. You are harsher on Wayne than you are on Ryan or me. Isnât that right, Henry?â Natalie winked at Henry, who was standing beside her.
With a smile, Henry nodded and said, âWayneâs always been a loner because he did not grow up around Mrs. Wright. Peter did discipline him sternly over the years, but it was for his own good. But now that Wayne has 510 Donât You Think you Retired, stopped working, he...â When Peter looked up at him, he immediately shut his mouth Peter began to whine, âI once thought he left the group because he had other better things to do. However, three years have passed since he quit his job, and he has done nothing but stay at home every day. Although Matthew is still young, Wayne rarely teaches him how to run the business. Iâm not trying to be harsh, but I donât like how he lives.â
Hearing that, Natalie and Henry exchanged glances, neither daring to say anything âFather, what are you worried about? Are you worried that he wonât be able to keep up with Anna?â Natalie asked, fiddling with the chessboard. She was telling the truth.
Frowning, Peter had no choice but to agree with her. And he added, â Annaâs business has been doing well in recent years. Her company successfully raised funds and go public and established a good reputation. In addition, Annaâs career is progressing well, and she has been promoted to the chief doctor. Meanwhile, Wayneâs career has stalled. How is it possible that | wonât be worried about Wayne?â
âYou know Wayne better than I do. Do you think heâll lose his ambition and spend the rest of his life idly at home?â Natalie said.
âand what does he want to do?â Peter asked.
âRelax, dad. Heâll come around Youâve been retired for years, so youâd better stop caring about what young people want to do with their lives. Let me play another round with you:â Natalie said, dropping a piece on the board.
âon the windowsill in the living room, a wooden easel was placed there, and the paints were neatly arranged next to it. The paint on the 510 Donât You Think you Retired, brushes had not yet dried, indicating that the person who had used them had not left long.
Wayne had just entered when he heard someone leave the restroom. At that time, Jennie had just finished washing her hands.
When she saw Wayne, she smiled awkwardly and said, âSorry, itâs a little messy here. | wanted to take a break, so | didnât clean it up. | have no idea you were coming back today.â
Hearing that, Wayne remained silent. Then Jennie walked to the easel, explaining, â1â11 put it away. | only moved in here the day before yesterday to paint. | used to paint in the study, but Henry has been reorganizing it recently. So, here | am.â
âJust leave it here,â Wayne advised.
Surprised, Jennie turned to face him. She and Wayne reconciled with each other and worked out their misunderstandings. But they didnât know each other well, because they hadnât spent much time together. As a result, Jennie still felt sorry for Wayne and she was always nervous in front of him.
In the past, Jennie often traveled to other cities to paint to escape reality, leaving James and Wayne alone. And Wayne used to get upset whenever he saw her paint, so she worried he would still feel that way. In fact, she would not have dared to paint at home again if it werenât for Anna and Tammyâs encouragement.
âAre you painting the yard?â Wayne asked.
âYeah,â she said, snapping back to reality.
âIf you move to the study, you wonât be able to see the yard,â Wayne said.
Jennie froze, unsure of what he was saying.
âCan you give me this painting when you finish painting it?â 510 Donât You Think you Retired.
âHuh?â
âAnna said that there should be a painting on my mantel.â
âDo you want this painting?â
âYes. Or do you intend to give it to someone else?â Wayne asked calmly.
Eventually, Jennie snapped back and said, âNo worries. Iâll frame it and send it to your house after I finish it.â As she looked at her sonâs calm expression, Jennie finally breathed a sigh of relief. She thought, Perhaps Ryan was correct. Wayne is indeed much gentler than before. It seems that he has already put the grudges he held against me behind his mind.
âDid you eat breakfast? Iâll have them prepared for you.â Jennie sat on the sofa, took the tea set, and poured Wayne a cup of black tea.
Wayne sipped his tea and replied, âYes, | have. | came to see you because | needed to ask you a favor.â
âWhat kind of favor?â
âWould you mind looking after a child for me?â
Jennie choked on her tea and coughed several times after hearing this. She looked at Wayne, surprised, and asked, âHuh? Is Anna expecting a child?â
âNo,â Wayne frowned and said flatly, âItâs Gary.â
âGary? You mean Isabellaâs adopted child?â
âYep. | might need you to look after that kid for a while,â Wayne said, nodding.
After a brief pause, Jennie frowned and asked, âIs something wrong?â