Chapter 803 - 802: Mommy Is a Big Dummy (2)

Chapter 803: Chapter 802: Mommy Is a Big Dummy (2)

Damian watched the taxi drive away before carrying the sobbing little girl to the car and placing her in the child seat in the back.

"Stop crying." Seeing the little girl was hiccuping from crying, Damian gently wiped away her tears with his hand.

"Sob sob..." The little girl continued crying, murmuring, "Mommy is a big dummy... big dummy..."

"Mommy was upset, that’s why she got angry. Talia, can you understand Mommy?" Damian said softly. "How about from now on, Talia and Daddy protect Mommy together, so she won’t be upset again, okay?"

The little girl looked at him with tears in her eyes. Although she was still sad, she missed her mommy even more, so she nodded while crying, "Okay."

"Our Talia is so great." Damian smiled, "So can Talia stay with Daddy tonight?"

"Okay." The little girl wiped her tears with the back of her hand and started negotiating, "Daddy, I don’t want to go to class tomorrow. Can I stay with you all the time?"

"Sure, you can." Damian wiped her tears with a tissue and kissed her forehead, "Daddy will take you to the company to play tomorrow."

"Okay." The girl nodded, still teary-eyed, but at least she wasn’t crying anymore.

Damian got into the car. As he drove off, he called the old man. The phone connected, and the old man’s voice came through, "You brat, I’ve already cut ties with you. Why are you calling?"

"We had a fight. Hurry up," Damian didn’t bother with the old man’s yelling and stated his purpose for calling directly.

"You brat, weren’t you supposed to sweet-talk my granddaughter-in-law? How dare you fight with her! Are you looking for another beating with my cane?!" the old man roared.

Damian looked straight ahead expressionlessly, "Talia is in the car. Watch your words."

"Oh, my precious darling is there?" The old man’s harsh tone instantly softened, "Talia, I’m your great-grandpa."

Damian said, "I’m not on speaker, she can’t hear you."

"You brat, then put it on speaker! Hurry, I want to talk to my sweetheart." The old man continued to shout.

Damian showed a hint of helplessness as he turned back during a stop at the traffic light, "Talia, great-grandpa wants to talk to you on the phone. Do you want to?"

"Great-grandpa?" The little girl thought for a moment before remembering, "Daddy, you know great-grandpa?"

"Yes. That’s Daddy’s grandpa." Damian put the call on speaker, "Talia can hear now."

"Oh my, Talia dear, I’m your great-grandpa. Do you remember great-grandpa?"

"I remember." The little girl said in a childish voice, "Great-grandpa, so you are Daddy’s grandpa."

"That’s right, which is why I’m great-grandpa." The old man’s voice was sweet and gentle, "Talia, are you just with your daddy? Where’s your mommy?"

"I had a fight with Mommy." Mentioning her mommy, the little girl’s recently improved mood dropped again, and tears welled up once more.

Damian was speechless and said to the old man, "Can you not bring up sore subjects? Talia has started crying again."

"Oh no, great-grandpa said the wrong thing. Talia, don’t cry, don’t cry." The old man was heartbroken hearing the little girl was crying, "Brat, where are you taking Talia now?"

"Home, Talia is staying with me tonight."