Chapter 370: Chapter 370: Awakening
In the early morning, a truck drove into the villa. Ben Hunter got off the truck and wanted to enter the living room but was stopped by Connor.
"Sir, you can’t go in; the Young Master and Young Madam are still sleeping!"
"Step aside, I’m going in to wake him up! It’s broad daylight, and he’s still sleeping!"
"The Young Master slept late last night."
"I didn’t sleep late?"
Ben Hunter glared at him and shouted outside the window: "Harry, get up! I brought you the pomegranate tree you wanted, complete with fruits! What about my great-grandson?"
Isabella Weaver in the bedroom heard this voice and suddenly opened her eyes: "It’s Grandpa! Quick, get up!"
She tried to get up, but Harry Hunter held her down, pulling her into his arms tightly: "Ignore him, sleep a bit more."
How could Isabella possibly sleep!
"You sleep, I’ll go see Grandpa."
She still wanted to get up, and Harry had no choice but to get out of bed.
He walked to the balcony and looked at Ben Hunter downstairs with displeasure: "Old man, are you here to get back at me?"
Ben Hunter pointed at the tree in the truck: "I brought you the pomegranate tree, do you want it or not?"
Harry went downstairs without even washing his face, directing the people to plant the tree in the Garden Estate.
Isabella had already washed up and changed into appropriate clothing: "Good morning, Grandpa!"
Ben Hunter chuckled: "Good morning, Isabella. Did I wake you guys up?"
Isabella: "No."
Harry: "Yes! You knew you woke us up and still came?"
Ben Hunter: "Because you said once the pomegranate tree bears fruit, I’d have a great-grandson. Now the tree is full of fruit, where’s my great-grandson?"
Isabella was unaware of this, her face turned red, looking at Harry.
"You’re cheating, it doesn’t count; wait for this tree to bear fruit again, then it’ll be about time!"
He wanted to pull Isabella back into his arms, but Isabella deliberately kept a distance from him, so he couldn’t hold her even if he wanted to.
He looked at Ben Hunter with dissatisfaction: "Do you have anything else? If not, hurry up and leave!"
Ben Hunter huffed twice in anger, turned, and got back on the truck.
"Take care, Grandpa!"
Isabella waved her hand, and once the truck drove out of the villa, she tugged at Harry’s sleeve and said, "How could you let Grandpa leave, he worked hard to bring the tree, we should have kept him for breakfast!"
Harry finally got to hold her and felt entirely comfortable: "He wouldn’t do this for nothing, purposely came to mess with me."
The fragrant, soft body of a young girl is truly the most wonderful thing in the world.
Harry simply picked her up horizontally: "It’s still early, let’s go back and sleep a bit more."
"You’re not fully recovered; I can walk on my own!"
"I want to hold you."
Harry didn’t let go, holding her as he entered the living room and went upstairs to their room.
Connor pretended to be invisible the whole time but felt sweet watching them being lovey-dovey. Cora Ginger was sleeping at his house!
He kissed her again last night!
And kissed her again this morning!
Connor touched his lips and grinned, feeling really good!
He was still savoring it when his phone suddenly rang. He pressed to answer, and Johan Niles’s urgent voice came through: "Quick, quick, tell Sis-in-law, that bastard Alexander Parker woke up! She said she has important things to ask him, hurry and ask while he’s still conscious!"
"He woke up?"
Connor was astonished; last night, he seemed half-dead, didn’t even react when a knife was held to his neck.
Could it be their antics woke him up?
He really is a freak!
"No need, the Young Madam wanted to ask him something, but the Young Master already found out from his dad, you might as well finish him off!"