When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 1086: Bickering Siblings

This question... is a bit awkward!

Seeing the barely suppressed mirth on Ben Fletcher’s face, Kylie Fletcher felt even more awkward, "Granny! Why don’t you push him? Why push ? Nowadays, n outnumber won, even if I’m 60, I can still get married!"

"Oh, oh, oh!" Ben peered over and quickly retorted, "You sure have a big mouth, huh? 60 years old? One foot’s already in the grave! Who would you marry then? King of Hell?!"

"I’ll kill you!!" If Kylie wasn’t holding June, she’d definitely scratch him, but she reached out and missed.

Ben dodged behind the old woman, chuckling!

"Granny, look at him!" Kylie complained playfully, "Always so disrespectful! I’m still your sister after all!"

"You’re the sister, so you should get married first! That logic’s not wrong, right?" Ben shot back swiftly, "Co on, report to Granny how things are going with Byron?"

Kylie was a bit speechless; ntioning Byron made her blush involuntarily.

She walked into the ward holding June, decided to ignore him, and seed unwilling to answer that question.

Actually, Granny Hughes understood her granddaughter’s feelings; it probably hadn’t worked out, so she didn’t want to bring up anything sad today.

Ben, however, spotted the issue and persisted, "My goodness, they say girls chasing guys is like a thin veil, Kylie Fletcher! Are you really a woman? Or is Byron just made of stone with no heart? You’re quite pretty!"

"Enough, Ben!" The girl glared at him seriously, "Call pretty, but don’t talk about Byron! Also, I’m your sister! Why have you always called Kylie, instead of sister?"

Granny Hughes, hearing this, understood how important this bookish fellow was to Kylie, yet so much ti had passed with no progress?

It seed she’d have to step in to help.

"Ben, if you’re free, take care of June; don’t mock your sister all the ti. You’ll be a father soday and should practice beforehand," Granny Hughes advised.

Ben naturally liked June very much, so he reached out to the little one, "Want Uncle to hold you?"

Unexpectedly, June turned away and hugged her aunt’s neck, clearly refusing him.

"Hahaha!"

Ben being rejected by a kid made Granny Hughes and Kylie laugh aloud.

Soon, the door to the delivery room opened, and Faye Turner erged with nurses pushing a stretcher, warmly welcod by The Fletcher Family—

"Daughter-in-law, you’ve worked hard."

"Rachel, you’ve worked hard." Chase Fletcher openly pressed a sweet kiss to her forehead in front of everyone!

Then he helped push the stretcher toward the ward.

It’s Joy’s birthday today, already evening, Faye sent Rachel back to the ward and bid her farewell, saying she had to leave early because there were guests at ho.

The Fletcher Family expressed their gratitude again.

"No need to thank , we’re all family." Seeing both adults and children safe and sound greatly assured Faye, "Granny, Uncle, Auntie, Chase, Kylie, I’m off now."

"Okay, let see you off!" Kylie was a polite girl.

"No, no, no!" Faye quickly stopped her, "No need, no need, I can go down myself."

"I’ll see you off; June must be hungry." Mr. Fletcher, holding the child, kindly said, "I’ll take her downstairs to see if there’s anything she likes to eat."

So, Mr. Fletcher, holding June, went out the door with Faye.

Since Chase lay at the bedside holding Rachel’s hand, his heart and mind all focused on her, Mrs. Fletcher also left to give them so space.

"Rachel, Chase." Granny Hughes sat in the chair, vibrant and joyful, "Have you decided on a na for the child?"