[Inside the room]
Andrew slumped on the bed and sighed. Looking at his little mber who had yet to calm down, he sighed harder. Would he ever get a chance to make love to his wife properly without getting disturbed by anybody?
He knew it was highly unlikely until they were under her parent's roof. He had to take her away as soon as possible.
He thought for a while before grabbing his phone from his jacket to call Owen.
"Yo bro, what's up?"
"Where are you?" Andrew inquired.
"Almost ho," Owen answered. "What happened?"
"When are we leaving for London?" When Owen laughed, he frowned, "What is so funny?"
"Staying with in-laws is hard, isn't it?" he chuckled. "And seeing how desperate you are to go to London, I assu you are not getting any action."
Ignoring his remark, Andrew scoffed, "Just tell when we are going."
"In three days," he answered. "I have already booked the tickets and everything is ready. So all you lazy asses have to do is show up on ti."
Before Andrew could say anything, he added, "Honestly, I am not very excited for this trip anymore because I know what is going to happen." He was sure that the two couples he was travelling with would definitely keep themselves engaged inside each other's pants while he would be left behind to take care of the toddler.
"Don't say that, Edward is really fun," Andrew stated.
"Yeah—" Owen scoffed. "A fun person who can't even talk properly yet."
"Don't worry, you will have fun." Without waiting for his reply, Andrew instructed him about a few things. "Book a honeymoon suit for us, okay?"
"I already did," Owen grinned. "It's your first vacation with her after getting married, I considered everything while making arrangents. And also, you don't have to pay for the trip this ti. Consider it as your wedding gift."
"I wasn't going to pay for it in any way," he shalessly remarked. "But still thanks."
Owen: " "
"I'll hang up then—"
"Wait," Owen stopped him. "Did grandma call you?"
"Hmm, she did." She had called him not only once but several tis today. But Andrew chose to ignore it.
"She called several tis too." Owen paused for a while. "Call her and talk to her once. If you don't—" he sighed. "Well you know how she is…"
Though their grandma loved them and they cared for her too, the fact that she was a crazy woman couldn't be ignored.
"I'll call her back." Andrew knew the reason behind her constant calls. She wanted him to bring Rachael to et the Volkov family. Not only did he have no intention of taking her to Russia, he wasn't willing to let her keep any kind connection with this maternal family at any cost.
"Do it right now. What if the lady goes crazy and cos here?" Owen frowned at the thought of their grandma coming over and nagging them to co ho. All he wanted was peace in his life and her presence would definitely take that away from him.
"She called you also, right? You should call her back too."
"You do it tonight, I'll do it tomorrow," Owen remarked.
"Alright."
After hanging up the call, Andrew opened his call log only to find almost thirty missed calls from his Helen.
He pinched the space between his brows and pursed his lips. This did not look good.
Contemplating for a while, he called her back. After a couple of rings, soone received the call.
"Young Master," Lokus exclaid. "I am so glad that you called back."
"How are you Lokus?"
"By God's grace, I am very healthy," he answered.
"That's good to hear," Andrew remarked. Lokus was Helen's right hand man. He was soone Helen trusted with her life.
Even Lokus' loyalty for Helen couldn't be questioned. There had been several incidents in the past where he had risked his life to protect Helen.
"Is grandma around?" he inquired.
"Yes, madam is right here." Lokus quickly passed the phone to Helen without wasting any ti.
"So you finally got ti to talk to your grandma."
"How are you?"
"Not dead," Helen sneered mockingly. "Even if I was, would you even co to my funeral?"
"Grandma—" Andrww sighed. "Why are you saying such things?"
"What? Did I say anything wrong? Since you hate your hotown so much, I doubt you will step foot here even if I am dead."
Without waiting for his reply, she added, "You were here for a whole month but you hardly visited twice. Now that you are married, do you think you don't need anyone else?"
"Hotown is a place you are born and brought up in and I was clearly not born and brought up in that place," he stated.
"You—"
" settling down in my hotown has nothing to do with my marriage," he interrupted her.
"Isn't everything that is happening right now related to your marriage and your wife?" she scoffed. "If you weren't married, you wouldn't be so reluctant to co ho."
"Keep Rachael away from this." Andrew wasn't liking how Helen was trying to drag Rachael in their conversation.
"You—" She gritted her teeth. "Look at you being all defensive for your wife—"
"She is my wife, if I don't defend her, who will?"
Helen sighed and helplessly shook her head. "Fine, fine, defend her as much as you want. But first bring her ho so that I can have a closer look. Let also see why you are so head over heels for this girl."
Andrew did not say anything and his silence was enough for Helen to understand what he ant.
If it was Owen, Helen would smack and cuss him until he listened to her, but Andrew was different. He had always been different. Force wasn't the best thod one could use on him. She had to try sothing different.
"Andrew, you are the eldest grandson of this family, your marriage is a very big deal…."
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