My Wealthy Husband

Chapter 7 My Dad Has A Sharp Tongue

The girl face was dark, the mockery surrounded her galled her. In a fit of rage, she pushed the boy away violently.

“Fuck off!”

There’s no way that a little child could ward off such a shove from a adult. The boy fell back. And right before he was about to hit the glass table behind him, Nova stepped out and grabbed him.

Gracefully, she bent over and stroked the boy over his head, said to him in a low voice.

“Are you alright?”

The boy’s eyes glowed, his hands holding Nova’s, his face flushed.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

Nova Graham.

Someone recognized her and yelled out her name, sparking conversations about the breaking off of her engagement among the crowd and her groom stolen by her sister. Ignoring the crowd, Nova stood up and stared at the girl, said.

“Miss, you are an adult and you should be responsible for your actions. You would’ve committed a crime if no one gave the boy a hand. It’s not only illegal for you to hurt a child like that but also morally unacceptable. You said the boy’s rude, but he was merely repeating what his dad taught him. However, I don’t see any part of hurting a child is no rude.”

The intrigues, conspiracies she had seen in Graham Group had bred her into a tough woman. You don’t want any argument with Nova Graham. That’s what people in Y City always said. You would never take any advantage of her.

Her accusation really got the girl fly off the handle, her body trembling, and her face pale. She couldn’t stand such affront anymore, she yelped.

“Who are you to judge me? You are not so much better than me! You are here looking for a fling too, don’t you? Oh, yeah, you are a female of decency and principle, I so admire you!” sarcasm filled her voice, “you are nothing but a slut. And when your ex-groom realized that, he dumped you immediately.”

Nova face turned dark instantly. A hand, reassuring, fell on her shoulder before she retaliated, she then heard the boy’s voice.

“Dad!”

Nova wanted to turn around to check out who the man was, but the man’s voice, low and sexy, preceded her.

“Security. Take her out of here.”

The unexpected interference of the man made the girl really nervous. Uncontrollably, she flinched. Then in an attempt to conceal her embarrassment, she yelled in a shrill voice.

“You don’t have the rights to do so!”

The man sniffed his face cold.

“I don’t? Are you saying that the owner of a party can’t decide who to invite and who not to? I’m a Chapman, and the kid you just scolded is my son.”

He’s a Chapman, the man’s statement caused a commotion among the crowd. He ‘s a Chapman, then he must know Jacob, Nova though, what a coincidence.

The girl collapsed down onto the ground, silent. The farce was soon put to an end as the security took her out of the venue.

“Come here,” Nova heard the man said.

Reluctantly, the boy loosed his hand from Nova and walked towards the man, he whispered.

“Dad, why did it take you so long?”

The man prodded his son on the head.

“I was away for several minutes. And see how many trouble you brought me.”

The boy made a face at his father and then returned to Nova. Raising his head to look into Nova’s eyes, holding Nova’s hand, he said with a flush on his face.

“Could you be my girlfriend? Don’t refuse me please, you are my first love.”

It’s all dead silence.

“Slick.”

The man lifted the boy up in the air with one hand.

“Girlfriend? Have you seminal emission first!”

Nova was embarrassed. Maintaining her composure, she turned around and lowered her head a little, said.

“Thanks for your help, Mr. Chapman.”

The boy pulled the man’s sleeve, whispered.

“Dad, be nice. I really like her.”

The man gave the boy a pat on his head and a gaze.

“No pocket money if I hear one more word from you.”

The boy pouted, looking at his dad bitterly.

In a domineering manner, the man studied Nova critically. After a moment, he said plainly.

“You help my son first.”

Nova replied with a smile.

“He’s cute.”

The boy was delighted by the compliment. He grinned but still dared not talk

“Cute will never be a word for him.”

The man’s tone became cold abruptly. When Nova raised her head, the man had already left with the boy.

Nova was confused, the man seemed to be mad. She then ran to them, said calmly.

“Mr. Chapman. Could you do me a favor?”

The man stopped and turned around. Taking a step forward towards Nova, he forced her into a corner. Naturally, Nova raised her head to have a look of the man. His chin was neatly shaved, his lips were in god shapes, and his eyes were brownish. Nova felt a minor palpitation when she looked into those eyes, she somehow found them familiar.

“It seems like you have some ulterior motive for helping my son.”

The man stressed at “ulterior motive.” Nova felt offended by his insinuation, she looked straight into the man’s eyes, said in a low but firm voice.

“That’s a gross insult to my personality. I didn’t know the boy was your son in the first place, and it’s only a coincidence that I would ask you for help. But if that made you misunderstand, just pretend that I never said a word.”

She then turned around to leave but the boy grabbed her hand.

“Miss, my dad just has a sharp tongue, don’t be mad.”

Sharp tongue? That would a compliment for him. Nova looked down and patted on the boy’s hand, said gently.

“Thank you. But I really have to go now.”

As she turned once again to leave, the man suddenly asked

“What kind of favor?”

She didn’t expect the man to talk. Is that an apology? She thought. Holding his son, the man turned around to leave before Nova got to see his face. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Follow up.” He said.

Nova tired to catch sight of Johnny but failed. After a moment of hesitation, she decided to follow them.

Reclining lazily against his dad’s shoulder, the boy yawned, his mouth pouty.

“Dad, before today, you never hug me since I turned seven.