C112 He Can't Do It.

As Old Mr. Tillman had arrived, Lydia had been cooking the best dishes ever since she had been reborn.

Although they were all home-cooked, the two of them ate them with great gusto.

After having a full meal, Lydia and Old Mr. Tillman leaned against the sofa and chatted.

Meanwhile, Reece crossed his legs and flipped through the newspaper, not wanting to join the two of them.

"Lydia, do you still remember the old house next door?"

"Is that Grandpa Lin from a few years ago?" Lydia said as she handed a cup of warm tea to the old man. Seeing the old man nod his head, she continued, "Yes, that's him."

"Yeah, what about it, Grandpa?"

"Just a few days ago, his family came back to visit us. We happened to run into them. Now that he is a grandfather, his granddaughter is already six years old. She is very lively and very cute. I was so envious of her."

As he spoke, Old Mr. Tillman's eyes swept across Reece and finally landed on Lydia. "When will you let me have a grandchild?"

Reece was speechless.

Lydia's mouth twitched. This was unexpected.

Perhaps it was because they had been silent for too long, but the old man's expression on the sofa was a little ugly. "What? Are you still not going to have a baby?"

"No... No..." Afraid that the old man would get angry, she shook her head.

"Why?"

"Because..." Unable to find an excuse, Lydia bit her lips and pointed at Reece after a few seconds, "He can't do it!"

There were many meanings to the word 'Can't do it'. It was obvious that the grandfather and granddaughter pair on the sofa had misinterpreted it.

Reece, who was holding the newspaper, frowned and coughed dryly.

"About that... Reece, have you been treated in this area before?"

Old Mr. Tillman glanced at him and forced himself to suppress the awkwardness.

He then coughed meaningfully, "I told you that if you have a problem, you should go and see her earlier. You should try to get her pregnant as soon as possible."

Reece's mouth twitched. "..."

Lydia's eyes widened. "!!!"

Only then did she understand that the old man had misunderstood her.

"Ugh..."

It was awkward!

Actually, she didn't mean that. She wanted to say that Reece was too busy and that the two of them had limited time together.

She opened her mouth to explain, but the words that came out of her mouth changed after she thought about it. "Grandfather, let's just leave this topic aside. We don't want Reece to feel awkward."

Reece, who had a dark expression, was speechless.

"Aiyo, I'm getting old. My waist hurts so much that it feels like it's not my own. I'll go upstairs and rest for a while." Old Mr. Tillman slowly got up.

Seeing this, Lydia quickly stepped forward to support him, "Grandfather, I'll send you up."

"Alright, alright."

Just like that, the two of them went up to the second floor.

Although it only took them a minute to get from the first floor to the second floor, Old Mr. Tillman took five minutes.

By the time they reached the room, Old Mr. Tillman was already coughing non-stop. His face was flushed red from the severe cough.

"Grandfather, are you alright?" Lydia patted Old Mr. Tillman's back, her eyes filled with concern.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm just too old and useless." Old Mr. Tillman smiled faintly as he lay on the bed and sighed. "Recently, your third uncle has sent me some ginseng and herbal supplements. Otherwise, I'm afraid that my old bones won't be able to hold on any longer. I think I'll have to go see your grandmother."

Although the people of the Tillman family did not dare to tell Old Mr. Tillman about their illness, the old man knew very well how his body was doing.

He also guessed that he did not have much time left.

After living for more than seventy years, the old man had long since gotten used to life and death.

Therefore, when he talked about this, Old Mr. Tillman had a calm smile on his face.

At this moment, the tip of Lydia's nose was slightly sore, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"Pooh, pooh, pooh!" She forcefully suppressed the sourness in her voice and pretended to be unhappy. "Grandfather, don't talk nonsense. You have to live to see the end of your life."

"Right, I have to work hard to live to see the end of my life. After all, I still have to personally watch you and Reece's child being born."

Lydia's eyes sparkled as she looked at Old Mr. Tillman, who was full of expectations for his grandson. She felt a faint sense of guilt in her heart.

She was afraid that she would disappoint her grandfather.

Seeing that Old Mr. Tillman had closed his eyes to rest, she slowly left the room.

However, the moment she closed the door, the transparent liquid that she had been holding back fell down.

After cleaning up her emotions, she returned to her room.

Just as she pushed the door open, a large hand suddenly pulled her in.

Clang!

Lydia's entire body was pressed against the wall. Her eyes were filled with Reece's deep black eyes.

In an instant, her heart was in a mess again.

"What... What are you doing?" She frowned and asked. She turned her face away from the man's line of sight and tried to calm herself down.

In the next second.

Her chin was suddenly grabbed by the man. Her eyes were forced to look at him.

Reece's thin lips parted and he said in a low voice, "I can't do it. Hmm?"

At this moment, the distance between them was very close. Along with the man's question, a warm breath sprayed onto her head and face.

Suddenly, Lydia felt her face burning.

She pursed her lips. "... Um, I... You... Ah!!!"

Just as she was about to explain, Reece glanced at the bandage on her thumb and the wound on her face. He frowned and bent over to pick her up.

Lifting her body into the air, she grabbed his neck in a panic.

"What... What are you doing?"

"Prove it."

"Ha...?!" What did he mean?

Reece looked down and his bright eyes fell on the delicate face of the woman in his arms. He explained, "After we got married, I neglected my wife and made her think that I was impotent. This is my husband's negligence. So... Today, I have to prove to my wife that I'm impotent or not."

With that, he carried her and walked over to the bed.

One step, two steps...

Lydia's eyes widened as the distance between them and the bed grew closer and closer.

She gritted her teeth. "Reece, let me down."

"..." The man ignored her and calmly placed her on the bed.

As soon as her body touched the bed, she quickly moved to the right to widen the distance between them.

However, in the next second, she felt her waist tighten and was pulled back by the man.

Clang! Her right side of the body hit the man's strong chest.

A fragrant scent and a scorching heat assaulted her senses, and she felt her spine stiffen. She couldn't even breathe properly.

Before she could recover from her shock, a black shadow pressed down on her. Although she didn't raise her head, she could clearly feel the man's chest approaching her.

And it was...

Closer and closer!