Chapter 218 Visiting Nichs (Part Two)
The man who literally raised him up was old. The man who taught him everything he knew had grown
old before he was aware of it. Terence''s eyes were moist with tears.
"Oh cut it. Cut the tears! I am not dead! Save that for my funeral. For God''s sake. Terence, a man
should never shed tears. I''ve told you that for at least a hundred times. Howe you always forget
what I taught you. You little bastard! Come here,e to grandpa!" suddenly Nichsughed. "And
here you are! Little girl,e to grandpa as well! What''s your name again? Oh yes, howe I forget
your name! Ca it is, am I right?"
Nichs waved to Ca because she was still standing at the corner, like a poor little frightened
animal.
Ca smiled back. The way Nichs talked to Terence reminded her of her own grandfather though he
passed away when she was little.
"Grandpa. Yes, I am Ca. You have a great memory." Ca also smiled back and walked towards
them. She didn''t feel nervous anymore because Nichs was just Terence''s kindly grandfather this
moment, not the fierce Nichs An.
Nichs grabbed Ca''s hand and put it in Terence''s.
"Look at the two of you. You remind me of when I first met your grandmother. Those were the good old
days. What a great match. Now I am finally happy. Good girl. When is the wedding?"
Nichs added, "I am getting old. I could die anytime. But I am still waiting for my great grandson to be
born. Do you understand? Ca, the An family is counting on you. I am counting on you. You are not
going to let grandpa down, are you?" smiled Nichs.
Ca couldn''t help but blush again.
Nichs was expecting his great grandson. But they weren''t even married yet. That was a bit too hurry,
was it not? But how could she say no to such a kindly old man.
While Ca was still thinking, Terence answered proudly, "Of course we will get married in no time. We
can even get married now. I want the wedding more than anyone, even you, grandpa." Terence
grabbed grandpa Nichs'' hand in his, freeing Ca from the firm grasp. His eyes fell on Ca and her
belly, as if teasing her.
"But I want to give Ca her dream wedding. The best wedding in the world. So I need time to prepare
for it. We only get one wedding in our life so I don''t want to hurry. How about after one year? We will
get married in one year. And you will have your great grandson in two years. How does that sound,
grandpa?"
Terence gave Ca a subtle hint by gently squeezing Ca''s fingertip. Ca understood immediately
and added, "Yes, the dream wedding! We surely want a dream wedding. And we will get married in one
year. I also promise you that, Grandpa. We won''t let you down." But Nichs didn''t say a thing in
response to that. Terence touched Ca again, she raised her head and looked at him confusedly.
Terence smirked and subtly pointed a finger at her belly. Suddenly Ca understood, yes, the great
grandchildren!
"Yes! And there are the great grandchildren. We are going to have eight, no, ten kids. Five girls and five
boys if possible. One for each year. So Grandpa, you have to take good care of your health for them!"
Ca talked like she was firing a machine gun.
Nichs was amused by her as well. Ca was not like the other girls. No wonder Terence would love
her. She was pure, sincere and faithful. Though she was a country girl with a lot of negative traits, she
was still good for his grandson.
Nichs patted Terence again as if reassuring his grandson that he was pretty pleased with the girl
that he chose to wed.
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It was a great relief for Terence, as a matter of fact. Though Terence knew that Nichs would love
Ca, he was not one hundred percent sure about that because he wasn''t therest time Nichs and
Ca met. Nobody could ever be one hundred percent sure about anything.
"There there, child. Grandpa knows that you are a good kid. And I will take good care of this body and
live at least 10 more years, maybe twenty. And I will help you look after your ser team." Nichs
couldn''t help butugh out loud. He joked at her again, "But ten children in ten years is too much of
work. Let''s postpone it to 15 years. How does that sound, Ca?" It was a good sign because Nichs
was making fun of his lively and adorable future granddaughter-inw. That was the way the Ans
treated their family members to show their love.
Terence alsoughed out loud at his grandfather''s antics.
Nichs heard it and pointed at Terence, "You little bastard. Who said you couldugh at her? She will
be your wife. And you can''t treat her like that. You should treat her like she is your queen. Or I will
be so angry. Do you understand?
Ca, you little poor thing. Come to grandpa. Tell grandpa does Terence treat you well? Why do you
have eye bags?" Before Ca could say anything, Nichsughed again and opened his mouth like
he suddenly saw the light, "Oh, my bad, my bad. You young love birds today. You two just couldn''t get
your hands off each other, aren''t you? What do I know about love. I am basically a decaying corpse."
Ca blushed again. What did he said again? Couldn''t get her hands off Terence? What the hell!
How could he say that in front of his grandson. Ca almost felt that Nichs was a man of
unexpected moods.
Terence almost couldn''t restrain himself from roaring withughter. Grandpa Nichs was always like
that. He was so good at messing with people to reveal their true colors. It almost became his instinct.
But Ca had nothing to hide. Because she was always like that, simple and innocent. Terence
believed that he had to save Ca from Nichs now. Or Ca would me everything on him.
"Nathan,e in." Terence called out.
Nathan answered the call and soon carried the painting in. He carefully rested the covered painting on
the marble round table and revealed what was under the cloth.
What a masterpiece! Nichs gave a gasp of surprise. It was a portrait, a portrait of himself.
"Who painted it? What an honor! I have to meet this artist. This artist is today''s Picasso, if I may say
so." "Do you like it?" asked Terence with a trace of proud.
Nichs butted in, "Like it? Of course not! I love it! It''s a masterpiece!"
Nichs even became impatient in his demands to see the artist.
It was a portrait of him at the age of approximately 40 years. The best years of a man. He looked
dashing and spirited. The painting was officially his favorite painting now.