I’ll figure out how to make you fall in love with me.
After hearing these words, Joe Wright suddenly froze, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Eva Taylor already running out of the car with a red face.
He instinctively chased her out, and before They of them could say anything, the courtyard door behind them slowly opened and a middle-aged man in a white tracksuit came out, carrying a pair of tennis rackets over his shoulder, looking like he was about to go play sports.
“Uncle.”
Eva Taylor waved at him, then introduced herself to Joe Wright: “This is my uncle.”
Carl Hollander stopped in his tracks, his eyes flicked around Joe Wright’s face with interest, approached and extended his hand, “Young talent, how nice.”
Joe Wright politely shook his hand: “Mr. Hollander, how do you do?”
Eva Taylor’s parents have both passed away, and the older brother is in charge of the family.
Carl Hollander, as one of the few elders in the family, visits the villa from time to time for a few days.
It was clear that Eva Taylor was still very close to her uncle, and in the presence of Carl Hollander, the conversation could not be continued, so Joe Wright planned to leave.
But Carl Hollander offered to invite him to his home.
After a few moments of conversation, Carl Hollander was so pleased with him that the smile in the corner of his eyes did not let go.
In the end, it was Eva Taylor who remembered Keira of the Wright Family and knew that he couldn’t rest assured, so she pretended to be discontented: “Uncle, I’m so sleepy that I have dark circles under my eyes, so stop talking and let me go to bed, okay?”
He smiled and waited for Joe Wright’s reaction.
“Eva has been up almost all night taking care of my daughter, so I’ll keep you company and let her rest.” Joe Wright explained to Carl Hollander, and then instructed Eva Taylor: “It’s best to take a hot bath before bed, or you’ll wake up with a headache.”
Honest and humble, but also considerate and caring, Carl Hollander nodded secretly, more satisfied with him.
“I’m meeting a friend to play ball, so I won’t pester you youngsters to talk!”
Carl Hollander picked up the racket on the coffee table and said casually as he got up, “You guys have the right personality and you’re not too young, so if you ask me, engagement can be on the agenda.”
Joe Wright wanted to say goodbye to him, but his smile froze on his face for a moment and he didn’t hear it.
Joe Wright hides it well, but Eva Taylor is sensitive to his rejection, and is eager to change the subject: “Who is not young, I am very young! Joe, ignore my uncle, he is totally jealous.”
Carl Hollander gave They a deep look, said nothing more, sent Joe Wright away, but canceled his own trip, pulling Eva Taylor to ask her about her and Joe Wright.
“We’ve only known each other for a few days, why did you mention the engagement?” Eva Taylor lolls in the couch, not answering the question, but instead complaining with a disgruntled look on her face.
Carl Hollander sat next to her: “Isn’t Uncle trying to test his sincerity? He’s so concerned about you that he might be thinking about getting engaged, and I mentioned it casually so I could reveal the Taylor Family’s attitude to him.”
Eva Taylor lowered her eyes, fiddled with the tassels on the pillow and said in a muffled voice, “He hasn’t fallen for me yet, it’s just that I helped take care of his daughter and he did it out of gratitude.”
Carl Hollander waved his hand carelessly: “Nothing else matters, the main thing is that Joe Wright, this person, is absolutely suitable for marriage. Can unite with Wright Group, when the time comes…”
Eva Taylor hates to treat marriage as a transaction, it is an insult to love.
Although she likes Joe Wright, but she is never willing to measure marriage with benefits.
“You want to cooperate with Wright Family so much, then you can marry yourself, I do not marry!”
She got up and walked towards the stairs. Carl Hollander rushed after her, propping his hands on her shoulders and swaying helplessly: “Okay little ancestor, uncle was wrong. Your marriage is your own decision, and we definitely won’t force it, okay?”
Seeing that Eva Taylor was still unhappy, Carl Hollander took her all the way to the door of the room and coaxed her nicely for half a day, finally getting a smile in return.
“If you do it again, I’ll be really mad!”
After a long delay at the Taylor Family, Joe Wright kept Keira on his mind and rushed home only to be told that Emma Rosy had taken Keira to the hospital.
“Dr. Kim didn’t come?” He frowned, his tone slightly displeased.
Master Wright, also worried about Keira’s condition, barely touched the food in front of him.
Dr. Kim came by and saw that Keira was still running a low fever and suggested she go to the hospital for a detailed examination.
“The driver had to take some time off work, and hearing Dr. Kim’s words that the problem was not serious, I agreed that Emma would take the child by herself.”
Eva Taylor had not rested last night, and Emma Rosy would not be able to close her eyes. She ran out without even eating breakfast, how could her body hold up?
Joe Wright was unsure and rushed over.
At the hospital, Emma Rosy was holding Keira in her arms, waiting in line to register, and when she finally got into the consultation room, her body was already shaking.
The doctor looked down at the checklist and kindly advised, “Let the father help.”
“It’s okay, I can do it myself.”
Emma Rosy thanked the doctor, but when she got up with Keira in her arms, she couldn’t get her legs to work and fell back into the seat.
Keira had been under Joe Wright’s care since she was born. As a child, she was not well and often had to run to the hospital, but Joe Wright had never taken her to the hospital line.
But today, she witnessed Emma Rosy dragging her tired body around and nearly falling. Even the doctor suggested they get help, but Joe Wright never showed up.
“… Does Daddy Joe not want us anymore?” She fought back tears and choked up as she asked, “With that aunt, he’s not with me anymore, is he?”
She had been touched by Eva Taylor’s presence last night to take care of her, but that touch was insignificant compared to the loss of Joe Wright.
Emma Rosy denied it, “Papa Joe won’t not want you, but he…”
“Daddy!”
Before she could finish, Keira suddenly lit up and reached out her hand towards the clinic door.