Carlos' words had a hint of nace in the way he said it, a low growl underlying his words. Sheffield trembled slightly, imdiately forming an imagination of what his life would be as his future son-in-law. Taking Evelyn's hand in his, Sheffield whispered in her ear, "Please tell you're going to save when the ti cos?"
Evelyn giggled, gently nudging him on the shoulder and said, "Don't tell you're going to let him push you around?"
As far as she could rember, Sheffield's quick-wittedness and cunning use of guile saw him through any obstacle Carlos threw at him in the past. In fact, even though Carlos would never admit it to it, his failure to deal with Sheffield made him even angrier, so much so that he wanted to punch Sheffield's smug face every ti he saw him.
"I an...that was all in the past. Everything is going to change when I beco his son-in-law," Sheffield said, his face turning pale with each word. Sheffield had a valid point, because at the end of the day once he and Evelyn were married, Carlos would beco his father-in-law. Even he knew well that the father was always going to be the boss of family!
Sheffield never thought Carlos would let him marry his daughter so easily.
When he walked out of the manor, he caught sight of Gifford leisurely smoking a cigarette. "Did you get what I asked you to?"
Gifford tilted his head, gesturing towards his car and said, "It's inside the glove compartnt. You've spent two years looking for it. Is it a gift for Uncle Carlos?"
"Yes!" Sheffield admitted without hesitation.
Gifford patted him on the shoulder and said, "Bro, I have to admit, I have a lot to learn from you."
Not only did Sheffield treat Evelyn with deep affection, but he also cared for his future parents-in-law.
After all, how could he not be good to Carlos and Debbie? "They've raised and cared for Evelyn for thirty years and now I'm just going to take her away from them. Buying them gifts isn't nearly enough to show my gratitude towards them for giving their daughter's hand in marriage."
"What about Gwyn? Don't you think leaving her alone in that manor is a bit harsh?" Gifford asked.
"You think I don't know that? She is my daughter. How could any father bear to be away from his child?" Sheffield's lips broke into a cunning grin and he continued, "This will beco my ho too after we get married. I'll bring back Evelyn every day." In that case, it didn't matter where Gwyn lived because Sheffield could see her at any ti he wanted.
Gifford admired Sheffield's perseverance and his devotion towards Evelyn. "Sounds like you're planning on becoming a living-in son-in-law!"
"So what? At least Evelyn will be happy. Not all won in the world can live with their parents after getting married. This is a
mily backgrounds coming together. Matthew, am I right?"
Matthew's attention, however, was focused on watching Gwyn playing. Everyone wondered whether he had heard what Erica had said, as he answered perfunctorily, "Yes, I think Erica is right."
"See? Dad, even Matthew thinks I'm right!" Erica cocked her head to one side with a sly smile, like a toddler coaxing a treat from a grownup.
Wesley cast a sullen stare at Matthew, who had long turned back to Gwyn. He snorted irritably towards Erica and said, "Two people with the sa social status and family backgrounds? No problem. I'll just find a young man from a military family for you. That will be a good match."
"Please don't do that, Dad. Military n are seldom around their family. I'm afraid I might do sothing wrong if he doesn't return ho for a long ti!" Erica blurted out the words without even thinking, but everyone understood what she ant by the words "sothing wrong."
Wesley stood up at once and drew his hand back to deliver an open-handed reckoning.
Blair and Debbie had gone upstairs to have a private talk and Terilynn wasn't there at the mont. The only people sitting around the living room were Carlos, Evelyn, Matthew, Sheffield, Wesley, Erica and Gifford.
Gifford had seen this play before. When it ca to Erica, Wesley's bark was always worse than his bite. Although he had raised his hand, he would never actually hit her. Even on the off chance that he did, he would never hit her hard enough to hurt.
However, the other people in the room had no idea about that.
Evelyn jumped up from her seat in a hurry and insisted, "Uncle Wesley, don't be angry. I think Erica was just kidding."
Carlos put down the teapot, stood up and grabbed Wesley's wrist. "What are you doing? She is just a kid. A good scolding would do the job. Why would you raise your hand?"
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