Chapter 827 - 826: Supporting My Granddaughter-in-law (12)

Chapter 827: Chapter 826: Supporting My Granddaughter-in-law (12)

Bella Acker pouted, thinking that her daughter was hers, hers alone, and no one should think about taking her daughter away from her side.

Damian Sinclair saw her pout and, with a smile in his eyes, said, "Okay, Talia is yours, and you are mine."

"Who... who is yours?!" Bella Acker’s face, which had just cooled down, flushed red again, "President Sinclair, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t say whatever you want."

"I didn’t say anything wrong." Damian Sinclair said, "I’ve been pursuing you so intently, and you still don’t plan to accept me?"

"I’ve been pursued by many people. If I were to agree to whoever pursued me, I could form an entire battalion by now." Bella Acker huffed twice.

Damian Sinclair frowned slightly, "Why do I have so many rivals in love? How many people have you attracted exactly?"

"President Sinclair, such a personal question, I refuse to answer you." Bella Acker said, taking the umbrella handle from his hand, only to realize there was no sound of raindrops on the umbrella, "Huh? Did the rain stop?"

Saying this, she moved the umbrella a bit and only then realized that at some point, the raindrops from the sky had turned into little white snowflakes.

Bella Acker moved the umbrella completely aside, looked up at the sky, and reached out with another hand, catching them with a smile, "It’s snowing."

Over the past five years, the places she lived abroad were mostly warm. Even during the coldest days in winter, it was only a few degrees, never snowing.

So this was the first snow she had seen in years.

Damian Sinclair took the umbrella back, tilting it to cover her a bit, "Don’t let the snowflakes fall down your neck; once your sweater gets wet, you’ll feel cold."

"This snow is quite heavy; it should pile up by tomorrow morning." Bella Acker caught it with her hand, watching the snowflakes land on her palm and then slowly melt away.

The old butler came out quickly with a joyful expression on his face, "Young Master Sterling, Ms. Acker, the master has asked you to come inside."

Bella Acker was also pleased, "Did the old man decide to forgive Dami—um, President Sinclair?" She almost called him by his first name but caught herself in time.

"The master hasn’t mentioned that," the old butler sighed, "The master only said not to let Ms. Acker catch a cold. Since Young Master Sterling won’t come inside, Ms. Acker surely wouldn’t either, so the master said to temporarily let Young Master Sterling off today."

"Alright, noted. You should also get inside quickly, don’t catch a cold." Damian Sinclair held Bella Acker’s hand, saying, "Let’s go inside; your hand is cold from catching snow."

"President Sinclair, men and women shouldn’t be too intimate, don’t pull and tug like that." Bella Acker withdrew her hand from his, and smiled at the old butler, "Butler Uncle, you must have spoken on our behalf again, right? Thank you."

"Ms. Acker, I don’t dare take that thank you," the old butler laughed, "It was the little miss who pleaded for you. Come on, let’s get inside."

"Okay." Bella Acker tilted her head and whispered to Damian Sinclair, "My daughter is the most considerate."

Damian Sinclair looked at her with a smile, seeing her with that slightly proud look, he almost felt like pulling her into his arms and giving her a firm kiss.

The three of them went inside, and the old man didn’t look kindly when he saw Damian Sinclair, directly ignoring him and looking at Bella Acker.

"Young Acker, did you catch a cold? Quickly go take a hot bath to fend off the chill. I’ve had the kitchen prepare ginger tea; have a bowl after your bath to prevent catching a cold tomorrow."

"Thank you, old man." Bella Acker nodded, "Old man, where’s Talia?"

"Talia got tired from playing, so I had someone carry her to her room to sleep. It’s getting late; you should rest early too. As for some people, there’s an empty space outside the porch; they can sleep there."