Presiden's wild wife

Chapter 713 We are all wrong

"Joel, do you hate Grandpa?"

George Brown's sudden words caused the smile on Cornel's face to freeze on his face.

This answer, he did not want to hear at all, Joel answered not hate he did not believe, if said hate, he did not want to hear ......

Joel was clueless and just looked at George Brown in confusion, "Why should I hate Grandpa?"

Although he knew Cornel had done something wrong, but, those things were not directed at him, and he had no reason to hate, of course, there was no reason to like it either.

George Brown was speechless for a moment and shook his head after giving him a look.

"Joel, actually Grandpa is also selfish and a lot of times it's a lot worse than you think." All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Now, for example, he is using a child to make Cornel deeply aware of his mistakes and to make him understand what he has lost because of what he has done wrong.

Joel did not understand, but still grinned frankly, "If that is the case, then Grandpa George must have had an idea, and everything you do, is not without meaning ah."

So, for better or worse, it was enough for him to know that George Brown was his Grandpa George and hadn't done anything to hurt him.

George Brown's body stiffened and reacted to stifle a laugh.

"Joel ...... sometimes I really don't know whether I should be glad you are a child or otherwise, all in all ...... you are so good now."

At least, he was willing to treat him and Cornel with a sincere heart.

Joel was suddenly embarrassed by the compliment.

Cornel said cautiously from the sidelines, "Joel, would you ...... like me to give you a hug?"

"Yes!"

Joel immediately opened his arms and flung himself into his arms.

The little one's body was soft and a little milky, a smell that depressed himself every time and made him acutely aware of the fact that he was a child.

Cornel truly felt the body heat of the little one in his arms, and his eyes couldn't help but redden slightly, "Joel, thank you for your forgiveness."

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing, grandpa is just happy."

Cornel immediately retracted the emotion on his face and squeezed a smile out of him.

Joel giggled, "Yes oh, occasionally when Mommy is too happy, she will also nestle in Daddy's arms crying and then pampering ...... so is Grandpa pampering me too?"

"Yeah oh." He nodded.

For the first time, Cornel felt what a blessing it was to have a child around.

He thought countless times about what kind of scene he would be when he met Joel, and also thought about what exactly it would take to get Joel to forgive himself, but at this moment he had to realize profoundly that his world was too complicated.

Joel, as a child, didn't know anything yet, and he was thinking of putting it all on him, and thus trying to guess his mood.

He was really a bad adult, he thought, so bad that he would doubt the sincerity of a child ......

George Brown leaned against the rattan frame and took a deep breath, the corners of his lips slowly curved up in a nice arc.

"Joel ......"

"Grandpa George."

Hearing the movement, Joel immediately withdrew from Cornel's arms and then said softly, "Just say what you want to say, I'm all ears."

"Promise me one thing, okay?" He looked into his bright black eyes.

Somehow, Joel always felt a little strange and weird.

It was just a subconscious nod of the moment that met his gaze.

"Promise me that no matter what kind of conflict your Daddy is going to have with your grandfather in the future or what they have between them don't get involved, you just go and do what you want to do."

Joel blinked.

George Brown's eyes grew deeper and deeper, "Joel, I know, you've always been a good boy, so you must know what to do, right?"

"Mmm!"

Joel nodded heavily again.

George Brown took a deep breath of relief, and the strength of his grip loosened a bit.

Joel hesitated for a moment, but in the end he said softly, "Actually ...... I think Grandpa George did you misunderstand Daddy?"

"Misunderstanding?"

George Brown's eyes were a bit muddled, and he seemed to be bracing himself to listen to him.

Joel shrugged his head, "Because Grandpa George has always asked me if I hate Grandpa, if I hate Grandpa, and what kind of hostile relationship Daddy has with Grandpa, but it seems to me that Daddy never seems to think so ah."

The Logan he knew would never have volunteered to bring it up, nor would he have thought to recount it incessantly.

Cornel's eyes flashed, "That's because your Daddy never wanted to bring me up."

"Then he could have told me. If he really hated you, he wouldn't have said nothing."

Every adult wouldn't want their child to come into contact with an elder they don't like, and Logan never mentioned this, he just didn't touch Cornel himself and didn't restrict him.

George Brown listened with some confusion, "So ...... you think your Daddy is into Grandpa?"

"I don't know."

Joel shook his head, but the next second was firm, "Although I really don't know what's going on, the only thing I do know is that Daddy never wanted to hate Grandpa, he probably just didn't know how to get along with him, or didn't know what to do to be nice."

Cornel patted his head with a bitter smile, "Joel, that's because you're still young, you don't understand ......"

"You are not allowed to doubt Daddy!" Joel gritted his teeth and looked at him, allowing no questioning.

The gaze on the little guy's face looked exactly like Logan's as a child, and for a moment, Cornel almost thought he was mistaken.

While he was still confirming, Grandpa George was already laughing out loud.

"Yeah, we were wrong ......Cornel, you and I were wrong ......"

"Dad, what do you mean by that?"

"Because we all misunderstood Logan, we always thought he was hating on you and that's why he rejected you, but we never thought that it was our own attitude that was keeping him away from us ......"

Because of their mistrust, because of their rejection, because of their selfishness ......

Everything is enough to separate them from father and son to be unable to return to the beginning.

George Brown's face was white, but still looked at him and said word for word, "Cornel, if you have time to take the time to ask Logan his own thoughts, Joel is right, now we are just forcing everything we think on his body."

They, on the other hand, have never really understood Logan from the beginning to the end, nor have they thought about understanding him ......