After seeing the scene inside the door, his pupils dilated slightly, almost reflexively guarding Grace’s eyes, who was closest to him.
In the kitchen, Justin Battleson was embracing Charlotte Thompson from behind, planting a kiss on her cheek.
Although it was not a proper kiss, from Jordan Thompson’s angle it certainly seemed like they were locking lips.
Jordan’s drowsiness and hunger vanished instantly. He gritted his teeth looking at Justin Battleson who lazily lifted his head, a challenging glint flashing through his eyes.
Charlotte, subtly struggling, protested, "The children are here, let me go."
But Justin had no intention of letting go. His squinted eyes reflected a smirk. He turned to Jordan, his mouth half-open, teasingly remarking, "Well, what a coincidence."
There was no surprise in his voice. His magnetic voice lingered in the air, tickling Charlotte’s ears.
"Coincidence?" Jordan was seething, it was clear the man was provoking him deliberately. He sneered, responding, "Seems like someone is scared I’d miss the scene."
Grace, whose eyes had been suddenly covered, was puzzled for a few seconds before battling Jordan’s hand off.
The little girl curiously peeked through the fingers of his hand, then slowly showed a sly smirk.
Even though she liked seeing her parents being affectionate, she was just a child who couldn’t stand the sour taste of romance.
Jordan felt a chill run up his arm; he looked at Justin Battleson with a complicated expression, breaking his teeth in fury, "Justin Battleson, you are repulsive."
Hearing this, Justin was not annoyed, he continued to smile, stating, "It’s just that someone is probably not even capable of disgusting people."
Jordan’s eyes widened instantly in anger; he was extremely irritated.
This guy was openly and secretly suggesting he didn’t have a girlfriend.
On the side, Charlotte paused from washing the vegetables, turning to look at Jordan. She saw his defeated expression and tried to hold back a laugh.
Jordan lowered his head and thought for a bit about whether he should roll up his sleeves and confront Justin Battleson. But considering Justin was the father of his nephew and nieces and the fact that he might not win, he silently dismissed the idea.
However, how could a brave man like him back down!
He gritted his teeth furiously, declaring, "Even if I can’t fight, I can hide, can’t I?"
Then, he turned around to leave, remarking, "I shall dine out today. Otherwise, I will be full from all this PDA."
At his words, both Hank Thompson and Grace’s eyes lit up.
As the saying goes, there’s always good food with Uncle.
Both of them immediately followed Jordan outside, insisting, "Uncle, we want to join you, we also do not want to endure this PDA."
Seeing them follow Jordan outside, Jack Thompson and Chad Thompson hesitated for a few seconds while looking at Cyrus Thompson.
At last, Jordan confidently walked off with all five children.
Charlotte watched helplessly from the window, raising her voice slightly to remind him, "Jordan, share your location with me later, don’t go to the bar." Read complete version only at Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
Lazy acknowledgment came from the bottom. Charlotte watched as Jordan’s car slowly pulled away from the house, disappearing after accelerating.
Only then did Charlotte pull her gaze back, feeling the man behind her softly nuzzling her ear with his chin. Slightly amused, she asked, "Why did you have to show off that display in front of Jordan?"