C123 Pretend to be Gentle with Her

Dempsey Wilson immediately said to Sophia politely, "Since you are Clarie's aunt, I will also call you aunt."

"How can I accept this …" "No matter how I address you, you can come in first. I'll pour you a cup of tea to drink!" Sophia was both excited and nervous. However, most of the time, she was surprised to hear him call Clarie Scott by her name.

When she had heard Clarie Scott talk about this man, she always felt that he was a person who was hard to get along with. However, when she saw him being polite and courteous, he didn't seem like such a difficult person.

"Aiya, it's too polite to buy so many things." Sophia did not expect Dempsey Wilson to bring so many gifts for a meal.

"This is to thank you for taking care of the two children. It's a small favor." Dempsey Wilson's two big palms had already been grabbed by his daughter, Emma Scott. She was swinging them back and forth in front of him, looking extremely happy.

Clarie Scott quickly said to her aunt, "Aunt, since he's here, take it."

"Clarie, take care of Mr. Wilson for me, I'm busy in the kitchen." Sophia immediately said happily.

Lili raised her head and smiled happily. "Daddy, I'm so happy that you could come. We're sitting together for a meal, that's Emma's biggest wish!"

Hearing the words' family ', the man slightly curled his lips. With a pair of gloomy eyes, he looked towards the woman who stooped down to pour him water.

Clarie Scott, on the other hand, had already blocked the name 'family'. She felt that she wouldn't become a real family with Dempsey Wilson. Her brother had made things difficult for her today at noon.

"Daddy, come here and sit!" Lili, who was much more enthusiastic than Clarie Scott, dragged Dad by the hand to the sofa and sat him down. Then she went straight to Daddy's arms and said, "Daddy, do you want some oranges? "Sofia can peel one for you, okay?"

Seeing his daughter take so much care of him, Dempsey Wilson was extremely touched. He pinched her cheeks and said: "No need, Daddy won't eat it."

"Then, if Emma wants to eat it, can Daddy help her peel one?" The little guy immediately laughed complacently.

Dempsey Wilson: "..."

He was cheated by his daughter again. She clearly said that she would peel him, but in the next second, it was him who peeled her. The little guy's cleverness left him at a loss whether to laugh or to cry.

"Alright!" Dempsey Wilson picked an orange and personally fed it to his daughter. Then he also fed a few pieces to his son who was playing games on his phone with his head lowered.

Clarie Scott placed a cup of water in front of him and said calmly, "You can play with the children first. I'll go help aunt cook dinner."

"Go!" Dempsey Wilson answered in a low voice.

Clarie Scott no longer looked at him and went straight into the kitchen to help.

Dempsey Wilson picked up the glass of water she poured and took a sip. A meaningful smile appeared on his face.

He sized up the room. It was rather old, with only three rooms and two rooms, but it was still very narrow.

However, it could be seen that the owner of the house was someone who loved cleanliness. Although the things in the house were old, they were cleaned and tidy, giving off a warm and cozy feeling.

"Daddy, I want some water too …" With her father by her side, Emma Scott immediately stopped sitting. She shifted from one position to the other in her father's embrace. In her small hands, she kept changing the controls.

Dempsey Wilson put the cup of water next to his daughter's mouth. The little guy drank the water, while his big eyes were still staring at the TV.

Clarie Scott squeezed into the kitchen. After being chased out by her aunt a few times, she just didn't want to go out.

She didn't want to see the man anyway, not that she didn't want to see him, but that she didn't want to be with him.

It was very uncomfortable. When she collided with him, even the air became very quiet. Then, she felt that something was wrong with her.

Tang Wan Lian seemed to see through her thoughts, so she didn't say anything else.

"Aunt, let me cook these dishes first." Clarie Scott was quite knowledgeable about cooking.

Tang Wan Lian was still making the black fish soup and didn't have the time to fry vegetables, so she said, "Sure, you can do it."

Clarie Scott served a few bowls of vegetables and carried them out to the table. When she came out, she was momentarily distracted by the sight of men and children quietly watching television on the sofa.

Dempsey Wilson felt her coming out, so he looked towards the cafeteria with his dark eyes. He was slightly surprised to see her in a daze.

After Clarie Scott recovered her wits, she found that the man was staring at her strangely. Her small face was burning with an indescribable heat as she hurriedly hid back in the kitchen.

Dempsey Wilson looked at her slightly panicking back and couldn't help but chuckle. He suddenly felt that although this woman could be stubborn and annoying, she could be funny and cute to him at times.

After the meal was ready, Sophia came over to invite Dempsey Wilson to the table to eat. She also took the two little guys to wash their small hands.

Frank Scott was still playing hard with Mommy's phone when he was suddenly snatched away by Dempsey Wilson: "Playing games at such a young age, that's too outrageous."

"One more round, then I'll stop. Daddy, hurry up and give me back my phone." Frank Scott immediately wanted to snatch the phone from his dad as his face turned bright red.

Clarie Scott walked over and took the phone away from Dempsey Wilson. She gave her son a stern look and said, "If you want to continue playing, then you're not allowed to eat."

Frank Scott drooped his shoulders and said, "Alright then, if you don't want to play, then so be it!"

Dempsey Wilson realized that the person his son feared the most was still Clarie Scott. He felt a little disappointed in his heart. Wasn't his father the most dignified person in a family? Why did it feel like Clarie Scott was the one in charge of the entire family?

Did she even put him in her eyes?

If he asked that question, Clarie Scott would definitely tell him that she didn't have any!

"Mr. Wilson, don't be so polite, eat more food. Do you want to drink?" "I still have a few bottles of wine at home …"

Before Dempsey Wilson could reply, Clarie Scott answered in his place, "No, Aunt, don't bring out the wine. He doesn't drink it!"

Dempsey Wilson was at a loss. He looked at the woman who was making the decision for her with a dark expression. Who told her that he didn't drink?

Sophia also realized the underlying meaning behind Clarie Scott's words. She couldn't help but laugh happily.

Of course, Clarie Scott didn't realize that her words just now made a connection. She only felt that Dempsey Wilson must not waste the wine that her aunt had spent so much effort to collect. Besides, with the kids around, as a father, of course, he shouldn't drink.

"Aunt, Clarie is right, I don't drink!" Dempsey Wilson answered meaningfully.