A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 216

Matilda didn’t give it much thought. After checking out the details of the person’s workplace and all, she agreed to let him move in. But when the time came for him to show up at her doorstep, both of them were taken aback.

There was Orson, standing outside with his suitcase in hand, while Matilda was inside, both staring at each other in disbelief. After a long silence, they blurted out in unison, “How is it you…?”

However, Logan, upon seeing Orson, burst into excitement and shouted, “Uncle Orson! You’re moving in to live with us?”

“The lease isn’t signed yet.” Orson replied in his usual standoffish tone. “It’s not certain.”

“Stay, please stay!” Logan grabbed Orson’s hand, “If Uncle Orson lives here, Mom won’t be lonely anymore!”

Their words seemed innocuous enough to the adults, but Matilda’s expression shifted, “What made you think of moving?”

“The lady I was renting from got herself a boyfriend who wasn’t too thrilled about me,” Orson explained succinctly, revealing the crux of the matter.

Matilda surmised that the landlord’s boyfriend must have felt uneasy about his girlfriend sharing a space with another man and had decided to stop renting to Orson.

suitcase inside. “Well, you can stay here for the time being. I don’t have many requirements, just as long as my roommate has a clean

A clean record?

Orson didn’t respond.

came over with a strawberry. “Uncle Orson,

wash the strawberry? Don’t give it to our guest if it’s not clean!”

happily, handing the strawberry to Orson. “Mommy says we must always serve

always eat clean, too,” Matilda said, playfully tweaking Logan’s nose. “Don’t eat too much before

interact, somewhat surprised at how well Matilda had raised her son to understand

have four then, and one is for Uncle Orson,” Logan said, looking expectantly at Orson, who had no choice but to eat the offered strawberry, muttering a quiet “Thanks.”

If you want more, just help yourself from the fridge. Mommy won’t mind!” Logan was clearly getting comfortable with Orson, pulling him to the couch, “Do you play video games, Uncle Orson? I got

games, his voice deepening, “I actually make video

“Uncle Orson, that’s so cool! Are you good at playing them? We could play together!” Orson cracked a rare smile, glanced at the console and asked, “You’re playing Pokémon? Do you understand it?” While Matilda was

Logan, “Logan, slow down with the game. Uncle Orson hasn’t settled in yet.

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to help?”