Old Mr. Giblo's expression was unusually determined when he said that. However, there was a complicated glint in his eyes.
Thompson just lowered his head without saying any words.
The people in the Giblo family knew that both old Mr. Giblo's son and daughter-in-law passed away at a very young age. That tragedy left him heartbroken. As for Zayn, this incident remained a misery for him.
Therefore, this became a taboo of the Giblo family.
No one else dared to bring up the issue except for the Giblo family themselves.
Due to that tragic incident, old Mr. Giblo was strict towards Zayn's love life.
Although Zayn was twenty-eight years old, he had yet to date a girl officially. Due to this, he was rather passive yet stubborn when dealing with his love affair.
Some time ago, old Mr. Giblo found out that Zayn was seeing someone. The latter even attempted to strangle his cousin to death because of the woman. As such, it resulted in Zayn's aunt seeking revenge.
Hence, old Mr. Giblo rushed to Aymo City immediately to deal with the matter.
To prevent the history from repeating itself, Old Mr. Giblo had to be uncompromising, even if it meant Zayn would hold a grudge against him.
"Grandpa Giblo!" A lovely voice resonated.
Old Mr. Giblo turned his head around and smiled. "Look who's here! Hello Shelley!"
"Sorry I was late, Grandpa Giblo." Shelley held two lunch boxes as she walked hastily towards him. "I made you some oatmeal and snacks. Here, please have some."
"Thank you, Shelley. You are such a thoughtful girl, " old Mr. Giblo praised.
"Please hand it to me. It must be tiring for you, Miss Benday." Thompson received the lunch boxes from her. Noticing her fingers were bandaged, he asked in concern, "Miss Benday, what happened to your hand?"
"Nothing, " Shelley quickly hid her hands behind her back.
"Let me have a look, " ordered old Mr. Giblo.
"Grandpa Giblo…" Shelley pouted as she said, "I accidentally cut my fingers when I was cutting the fruits. It's just a small wound. I'll be fine."
"Don't cook on your own the next time." Old Mr. Giblo reminded her out of concern, "Just let the maid handle it."
"Well, I wish to cook for Grandpa Giblo personally."
"Such a filial girl!" Old Mr. Giblo nodded with delight. "I knew it is a wise decision for Zayn to marry you!"
"I guess it can't be forced, " Shelley sighed.
"What happened?" Old Mr. Giblo realized that her word has a hidden meaning. "Did he anger you again?"
Shelley smiled bitterly as she said, "I wouldn't have the nerve to get angry at him. I bought king crabs for dinner tonight. As I was preparing dinner, he took the car keys and left hastily without turning back. I
guess he went out to look for that woman."
"Nonsense!" Old Mr. Giblo's face turned grim. "I will deal with him when I get home!"
"Grandpa Giblo, please don't get angry. He will only rebel the more we put pressure on him. Who knows, he might even loathe me then! I think it's best if we just let nature takes its course."
"Alright, I know what to do. Now, you head home first and have a good rest. Thank you for your dinner." Old Mr. Giblo patted her hands.
"Grandpa Giblo, you're welcome. We shall not stand on ceremony, alright?"
"Okay…" Old Mr. Giblo smiled while nodding his head and urged, "Please go back quickly."
"What about you? It's so late now. Aren't you going back?" Shelley asked out of concern. "Are there any casualties? If not, just let your subordinates handle it. Even if there is, I'll make a call to the traffic police department for you. You don't have to fuss over such trivial matter."
Those words escaped her mouth without her putting much thought into it.
After she finished speaking, she realized old Mr. Giblo looked perturbed.
Shelley immediately realized that she had said something wrong. "What I meant is that I…"
"It's alright. I know you are straightforward. Go home now."
"Okay, " Shelley replied.
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