When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 500: Oppressive Pressure from a Son

Faye agreed and pulled Adrian Lancaster into the bathroom, then whispered to him, "In front of others, don’t embarrass your mom, try not to have a grumpy face, okay?"

For so reason, Adrian just couldn’t get over this emotional hurdle, although his expression had already softened quite a bit.

Faye flicked a finger dipped in water lightly in front of him, "Do you rember?" The cool water droplets splashed onto the man’s handso face.

He finally cracked a smile, "Alright, I promise you, I won’t give Teacher Gable any attitude."

"Then how about a smile?" Faye tilted her head.

Adrian looked at his wife’s adorable expression, and his face grew noticeably warr, with a subtle hint of a smile on his lips.

"Then... when we go out later, should you call her ’Mom’?"

Faye was making a strong effort to diate, but she didn’t force it, just suggested.

Adrian didn’t give a clear answer. From the day he decided to stop calling her "Mom," he had never thought about starting again.

Soon, the voice of Chloe Gable ca from outside—

"Why didn’t you call ahead before coming back? Luckily, we have a guest today, so I made a few more dishes, otherwise, you’d be having egg soup!"

She was very happy that the kids ca back.

When Faye ca out, Chloe Gable had already placed the cooked dishes on the table, "We can prepare to eat now, and there’s also fish soup."

There was green chili stir-fried pork, chicken stewed with potatoes, mapo tofu, boiled fish slices, eggplant stir-fried with green beans...

The table was filled with an abundance of ho-cooked dishes, very sumptuous.

"Mrs. Lancaster, please sit, sit." Chloe Gable brought the fish soup over and took out the bowls and chopsticks, smiling broadly, "I’m not sure if you’re used to this kind of food."

"I’m used to it, I’m used to it. I’m really sorry for making you busy for so long."

Eliza Hayes looked at Faye and couldn’t help but explain, "Faye, I just ca to see your mom, I didn’t plan to stay for dinner."

You could feel her awkwardness and unease, and Faye felt quite sorry for her too.

She smiled, "It’s nice of you to co, my mom would be really happy, is this your first ti here? Try my mom’s cooking, she’s quite the expert in the kitchen, everything she makes is delicious."

At this mont, Adrian Lancaster ca out.

Originally, Eliza Hayes had so words she wanted to say to Faye, but seeing her son, she chose to remain silent, always feeling a bit restrained in front of him.

Soon, Milo Turner ca back, and seeing there was a guest at ho, he was initially taken aback but then very delighted—

"Sis, brother-in-law! You’re back?!"

Then Chloe Gable ca over, asking the kid to greet Mrs. Lancaster, prompting Milo to quickly say hello to his aunt.

"Hello, hello." Eliza Hayes was nervous at every turn.

"Quick, go wash up and have dinner."

With Milo there, the atmosphere at the dining table was less tense. Faye talked about his studies, and he was happy to share stories from school, helping to ease so of the tension for Eliza Hayes.

"Mom, this is roasted duck Adrian bought, try so?"

"Alright, alright."

The dinner atmosphere was light and cheerful.

Eliza Hayes sat beside Chloe Gable with a bowl, and the two exchanged so simple words.

But because of Adrian Lancaster’s presence, she always felt a bit uneasy, like a child who had done sothing wrong and was never forgiven.

Chloe Gable didn’t know much about the things that happened in the Lancaster Family, nor did she understand the relationship between this mother and son, but she sensed that they weren’t very close.

After dinner, Milo pulled Adrian Lancaster to play chess.

Faye and Eliza Hayes then went to the sky garden.

Chloe Gable was in the kitchen washing dishes, Faye initially wanted to help, but because she was pregnant, Chloe Gable simply refused to let her into the kitchen.

Chloe Gable’s gentle nature and ticulous touch allowed the hydrangeas she tended to thrive, blooming beautifully.

Faye and Eliza Hayes sat on the chairs, gazing at the bustling city.

"Faye." Eliza Hayes pondered, then softly spoke, "How is Victor Peterson doing? I want to go see him."