Chapter 257


    Chapter 257 Share With Him


    Half an hourter.


    As the night fell, lightning and thunder stopped outside the window, and strong winds blew. Lukas


    looked at the door with concern. Joey hadn’te back yet. He hesitated whether he should go out to


    look for him. daliytest chapters only .novelheart When he saw the steaming noodles on the


    table, he thought of the scene that Victor was cooking noodles in the kitchen just now. He sighed in his


    heart, turned around and was about to go out and search for Joey.


    As soon as he walked to the porch, he saw Joey walking towards him. “Joe. “When Lukas saw him, he


    immediately walked up to him. Perhaps because he had cried, his eyes were red and moist. When he


    saw Lukas, Joey just replied sulkily, “Mr. Smith.” Seeing his crying face, Lukas felt sorry for him. “Joe,


    it’s going to rain. Go inside first or you may catch a cold.” Joey nodded, and then subconsciously


    looked behind Lukas.


    There was no one behind him, he lowered his eyes and there was an inexplicable disappointment in his


    eyes. After running out of the restaurant, he didn’t go far. Instead, he sat in front of a small fountain in


    the front courtyard. The more he thought about what Victor did to him, the more unhappy he felt.. He


    sat there, cursing Victor in a low voice and feeling wronged. Then he saw a tall figure walking towards


    him from a distance.


    The light was a little dim, so he couldn’t see clearly. He thought it was Victor chasing after him. At that


    time, he thought proudly that if Victor apologized to him, he could consider going back, but he would


    never apologize back! Thinking of this, he stood up and waited for the figure to approach. But it was not


    Victor. It was a servant who rushed over with an umbre in his hand. He persuaded in a gentle voice,


    “Sir, it’s going to rain.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Why don’t you go back first?” Joey pressed his lips and didn’t say anything. He stood there for a long


    time and felt a little cold before he nodded to agree. Joey narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.


    What was he expecting? How could Victor wait for him at the door? He was so hateful, domineering


    and autocratic, he didn’t even know he was his son.


    Victor thought he was his brother’s son, someone who could threaten his inheritance of the Sullivan


    Group. Joey thought Victor must hate him so much. Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes and said in a


    low voice, “Mr. Smith, I’m sleepy. I want to go back to my room and have a rest.”


    “Wait, Joe.” Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Lukas couldn’t help but stop him. Although he knew


    that what Victor said today was all out of kindness, it was a little harsh and cruel to heart for a three


    year old child. Hearing this, Joey stopped and looked at him in confusion, “What’s wrong? Mr. Smith…


    “Joe, Mr. Sullivan didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, I know that his words might be a little harsh.” Lukas


    exined, “You know, after saying those words to you, Mr. Sullivan felt guilty, So please don’t take


    them to heart, okay?” “He felt guilty?” Joey asked in disbelief.


    Of course, Lukas noticed that he didn’t believe his words. He didn’t continue to exin but said, “Joe,


    come with me.” Before Joey could answer, Lukas had already led the way. Joey stood there


    hesitated for a while and followed him. Then, the two entered the restaurant one after the other, “What


    are we doing in the rest…” Before Joey could finish his sentence, he saw the bowl of noodles on the


    table. “Joe, Mr. Sullivan made the bowl of noodles for you.


    He felt guilty right after you rushed out. He only dumped the noodles before because he saw your pale


    face, he just wanted to cook another bowl for you. Mr. Sullivan is not good with words, so he didn’t


    exin it to you before he did it. But he really didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.


    On the contrary, I can see that he cares about you.” Joey stared at the bowl of noodles, lost in thought.


    What? His jerk father cared about him? He dumped the noodles because he wanted to cook another


    bowl without scallion for him? Did he misunderstand him? Joey pressed his lips and didn’t know what


    to say. After a while, he looked up at Lukas and called, “Mr. Smith…” “Yes?”


    “Where is jerk… Mr. Sullivan?” “It’s not his bed time yet. He should be in the study now.” Lukas replied.


    Joey nodded. Then he picked up the bowl of noodles on the table, turned around and walked out.


    Lukas was wondering what he was going to do when he heard Joey’s words. He said, “Mr. Smith, Mr.


    Sullivan hasn’t eaten anything yet, right? I’ll take the noodles upstairs and share with him.”