Chapter 820: Chapter 820: It Was Their Fate
Then, their grandpa put the bracelet in her hands. The bracelet looked the same as that Arther gave to Edie.
This was the letter from Leon’s. With this bracelet, Brittany could get in and out of Leon’s castle randomly. When needed, it could also be used as power.
Brittany took it immediately, "Thank you very much, grandpa."
"Welcome to the family!"
Hearing his words, Brittany finally realized this grandpa, though looked so serious and seldom laughed, was reasonable and kind. She finally took relief.
After saying these words to Brittany, the old man looked towards Norman, fixing his eagle-like eyes on him.
"Have you finished the mission I’ve arranged for you? If you dare to delay the work, I would definitely punish you. You deserve it."
"Sir, I’ve finished them all," Norman said in a proud voice.
Hearing this answer, the old man nodded in satisfaction. He talked to Norman for a few minutes in a serious voice, like a leader. Every word he said sounded like an order. Norman kept saying yes to him.
Brittany could not interrupt them at all.
This was really a family of soldiers. Even the grandpa has retired for many years, he still wore a soldier’s temper, making others frightening.
Looking at the old grandpa in front of her, Brittany wondered what Norman would look like when he got old.
After the grandpa left, everyone was relieved, except Norman. It seemed that he’d been used to his grandpa’s attitude.
Arther took a deep breath. But he didn’t show any expression on his face.
"Congratulations, god bless you."
"So kind of you," Norman answered in a cold and indifferent voice.
"Time for me to go back to go to bed. Good night."
"Good night."
Hearing such a boring conversation and cold voice, Brittany was a little shocked. Were they really brothers"?
Though Stuart and Aaron were only her cousins, she got so well along with them, much better than the relationship between Norman and Arther. freewebnøvel.com
Norman and Arther didn’t look like brothers. They looked like strangers.
What kind of family was this?
This was the habit of Leon’s; she heard it from gossip. They seldom showed any expression on their face. Therefore, Arther never showed any expression on his face, except when she faces Arther. When she looked at Arther, he raises a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Do our children become the same as them?" Brittany asks him.
"So you need to change this. But.....have you already started thinking about giving birth to a baby? My great honor."
"What are you talking about?" Brittany immediately pretended that she said nothing, staring at the man in front of her with her eyes filled with innocence.
The man stepped towards her step by step, forcing Brittany backward.
"What...what are you doing? Our grandpa asked you not to bully me. If you dare to step one step forward, I would scream out."
"I am not bullying you. This is normal for the couple, don’t you think so?"
Norma smiled slightly and fixed his eyes on her, "What have you done to me on our wedding day?"
"Well..."
Brittany reminded him of the photos of his naked body. She suddenly felt a little guilty. She almost exposed those photos to everyone at present.
"So you’ve been monitoring me all the time. No wonder I felt so uncomfortable a few days ago. I think someone was spying on me. So, it is you. You always wonder about my sexual ability, right? You will know tonight, darling."
"What are you talking about? I am a pure princess. I don’t know your dirty word."
They went upstairs and touched on the second floor, Brittany stepped backward like a poor girl.
"Great."
"What great?"
Brittany got confused. As she wanted to ask, Norman suddenly accelerated his pace and approached closer to her and opened the door behind her.
As the door opened, she fell down unexpectedly. Brittany was so shocked that she closed her eyes immediately. He held her into his arms with hesitation.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw a big smile on his face.
"Darling, be careful."
She felt a sudden heat, surrounded on her face. She straightened her body and growled, "I am not your wife. We haven’t registered yet. I don’t need to fulfill any obligation."
"I want to fulfill my obligation in advance." A naughty smile appeared on his face.
"Dare you," She said in a nervous voice.
Norman closed the door behind him and raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure? You’ve entered my room. You dare to say this to me."
"Your room?" Brittany swallowed her saliva and looked around the room. She saw a black bed in the middle of the room—quite a simple and stable style. Indeed the room decoration was his style.
So, his "great" just now meant this. He was so glad when he saw her leaning against the door of his room. He could finally force her into his room.
Norman kept smiling. He didn’t answer her question. At the moment, his smile looked precisely like the smile of Santa.
She kept stepping backward. He kept approaching her.
Step by step.
Then, the man jumped to her, catching the girl into his arms and throwing her on the bed. Then he started tearing his clothes off.
From his coat, tie, shirt, and his belt.
One by one. Piece by piece.
"You are so curious about my manhood, right? We can spend a long time studying it."
"I haven’t taken a shower. I’m sweating....."
"We will get sweaty later. Let’s take a shower later together."
"What...no..."
However, no matter what excuse Brittany made, Norman could do whatever he wanted.
It was their fate.
At the moment, the old grandpa was leaning against the corner of the wall, trying to hear something inside the room. Arther suddenly came out. Seeing his grandpa, he said in a weak voice, "Grandpa, if others see this, no one would listen to you anymore."
Hearing his voice, the old grandpa turned around and made a gesture to lower his voice down. Then he turned around and continued.
Actually, the old grandpa was so happy.
He was worried that Norman might be too dump to handle his daughter-in-law. He didn’t expect that they got quite well along with each other. He finally took relief.
He believed he would get a great-grandson soon.
But suddenly he realized something wrong. He turned towards Arther and asked him in a serious voice, "It is so late now. Where are you going?" ƒreewebɳovel.com
Arther answered, "Cecil’s home."
"Why? You’ve been to his home so frequently these days, especially at night," the old grandpa fixed his eyes on Arther, starting suspecting him.
Standing at a distance from the old grandpa, Arther didn’t show any expression on his face. This might be the best protection for him.
Then he said in a calm voice, "Well. What could I do with an 11-year-old kid?"
Hearing this answer, the old grandpa thought so.
Arther was only thirteen years old, while Cecil was only eleven years old. They were just friends. Maybe.
The old grandpa stopped suspecting and said, "Come back home early."
"Okay. I would come back home early tomorrow morning to have breakfast."
Then, Arther turned around and left. At the moment, he raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. He was smiling.
Eleven years old.
Because Cecil was only eleven years old, it would be much easier for him to make Cecil fall in love with him. This was a great plan.
He would be staying with Cecil to protect him for ten years. He would be waiting for him for ten years.