Lost in your love

Chapter 192 Uncle

Gail didn't remember her parents, nor did she remember the scene when she was together with them.

Now she had gotten a marriage certificate with his proposal ring, and she would build a small family,

but she was really not ready. She didn't have the concept of family. So she was confused for so long

and had no idea of the wedding.

Now she slowly realized the importance of family, and its concept and warmth. Family was a sweet and

stable burden of responsibility with mutual ties. With a family, people's lifetime would be complete.

The two of them were together, and doing what they liked, watching him prepare a meal for her and

sitting at a warm table was the most satisfied happiness. In the future, she would also cook for him and

learn a lot of new dishes for him, which was what she needed to do most.

Gail leaned against the door and looked at the half-closed kitchen. Every of James's move was like a

picture. She couldn't help taking out her phone secretly and taking a few photos.

When she was about to hide her phone, he turned to her and said, "Come here. Wash the scallion for

me."

She walked over with a smile and washed the scallion for him. The green leaves were incredibly green,

and they were a little pitiful on the chopping board.

"Wash a bigger tomato for me." He said gently again.

She washed a tomato for him happily and put it in the place that he could see most easily.

She was like a child waiting for praise, she stared at him to see if he would notice her for a moment.

All of a sudden, his kiss fell on her cheek, like gently touching water. It was so fast as if nothing had

happened, but she just stayed there in a daze.

Seeing her stunned look, he was happy. He kissed her forehead again and continued to do what he

was doing.

She stood opposite to him and looked at the beef he was about to fry.

Then, he put two plates of beef on the table, and then took out a soup. She wanted to help, but he

stopped her.

He took off his apron and let her sit down, "Honey, let's start eating."

"Wait a minute." She stood up and approached his eyes with a smile.

"What's wrong?" He touched his face suspiciously. There shouldn't be anything dirty on it.

She snickered, stood up and put a bottle of wine on the table.

"When did you learn to drink? Are you addicted to alcohol?" He gently patted her forehead, showing an

unhappy expression.

"Didn't you drink when you were eating beef? If we light two more candles, we will have a romantic

candlelight dinner!" She held her hands in front of her and looked at the tablecloth and utensils she had

set up. She felt sweet in her heart.

"Well, you are a romantic girl. Shouldn't you praise your husband or give me a reward at this time?" He

looked expectant and put the knife and fork back.

"Well… I'm afraid I don't know what kind of reward you want." She felt that his expression was too bad,

making her uncertain.

"Didn't you call me honey before? Now tell me." He rested his chin on his hand and stared at her.

"……" She hasn't got used to it, especially under his affectionate gaze.

"If you are not used to it now, I will ask you to make it up later." He raised his eyebrows intentionally.

Gail blushed. This man must be flirting.

In order not to make the dinner cold, she stood up and approached his face, "Honey, thank you for your

dinner and midnight snack."

"Well, that's okay." Then he hooked her head and gently kissed her lips.

The second day, Daniel came back from abroad. The first thing he did was not to see James but to

meet Gail.

"Hello, I'm your uncle. Do you have time to meet me today? I have something to talk to you." He asked

straightforwardly.

Daniel, was he back? Why did he call her in such a hurry? Did he have anything to do with James?

She hesitated for a while and said, "I have spare time. Tell me when and where we meet."

"I'll send the address to your phone. I'll wait for you there." He didn't want James to know that he had

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as soon as possible.

"Okay." Why was he in such a hurry? She remembered that Daniel had never been such a

straightforward person. Why was he in such a hurry today? But since he had something to do, she

could go to see him as soon as possible. What if he had something important to do.

When she left, she saw Iris holding her resume. She looked pretty with makeup today, as if she was in

a good mood.

"Iris, are you going for an interview? Which company are you going to?" Gail asked casually.

"Well, I'll tell you when you're back." Iris looked at herself in the mirror and said.

"Well, if you find a job, I'll celebrate it for you."

"Okay, bye!" She waved at Gail with a smile on her face.

Iris must have something good, and she would ask Iris when she came back.

Gail took a bus to the appointed place. About ten minutes later, she hurried to the dessert shop where

he was.

"I'm sorry that I'm late." As soon as she entered the shop, she saw Daniel who was sitting in a corner in

the distance and reading a magazine in a dark blue slim suit.

"No, it's not your fault. I came early." He stood up and moved a chair for her with a gentle smile.

"Thank you." She sat down awkwardly.

"What would you like to drink?" He didn't seem to be in a hurry. Instead, he looked relaxed. There was

no trace of anxiety and tension on his face.

"Orange juice."

They didn't talk for a while. She was curious why Daniel was so quiet and abnormal today.

"What do you want to say today?" She couldn't help but ask curiously.

With a faint smile, he held the coffee cup and looked up into her eyes, "Actually, nothing important. I

just want to have a talk with you."

She was surprised. As far as she knew, he just came back from abroad. He didn't go to see James but

came to her. She wouldn't believe that there was nothing wrong.

"Well, I thought there was something important. Then let's talk about it casually. I have time today

anyway." Since he didn't say it, she would wait until he wanted to say it.

"Is your major English?" He suddenly asked.