Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 38 Jacket Off, Time To Hit The Sack

"That's totally off the table!" To Harry's surprise, Caspian shot down the idea firmly.

"Why not?" Harry asked, puzzled. "Don't you want to shake off Orion?"

"As much as I can't stand her, I can't resort to lying. Besides, our families have been close for ages. If this blows up, it'd be a real mess. I can't let that happen."

Harry heaved a resigned sigh after hearing Caspian out. "Alright, you've got a lot on the plate, so I won't rock the boat."

"We need to cook up something else," Caspian instructed. "We've got to get those two hitched pronto, or we're toast when grandma gets back, and they're still not married." "Why does everyone make her out to be the boogeyman?" Harry asked curiously.

"You'd better brace yourself because if you're not ready, she's going to knock your socks off."

The one person Caspian feared the most was Mrs. Carrington. Even though she was his grandma, she never took to him, always bearing her fangs.

What's even worse, she was his father's mother, and even he held her in high regard.

"Does anyone in your family play with a full deck?" Harry couldn't help but give a snarky remark. "I'm second-guessing letting my mom marry into your clan. Isn't it like hopping from the frying pan into the fire?" Both Caspian and his dad seemed to be off their rockers, his mom was a piece of work, and his grandparents were total fakes. Not to mention, his grandma doesn't even like him.

"My mom's the only one I want, and she has to marry my dad!"

"That's easier said than done."

After hanging up, Harry was so frustrated he muttered to himself, "Caspian, the day I bump into you, you're getting a piece of my mind first thing!" Harry knew he couldn't stay put. He had to leave.

grandparents sided with Orion, and Harry couldn't risk sticking around to have his

mom and Alaric were still in the early stages of their relationship. He couldn't meddle or ask Alaric to pick him up, which left

need a

Cormac over the phone, his voice laced

contemplation; the line had gone silent. It had been ages since he'd last

there he was, steeling himself to answer Caspian's seldom-heard call for

prodigal son, Cormac, is back!" and the Nash family staff buzzed with

his robe billowing around him, his gaze landing on Cormac standing in the main hall, his patience already running low. "Finally

be too harsh. He's come back after

addressed Mrs. Ravenna. "The kid tends to be restless at night, and I wouldn't want him disturbing you or Dad, so I've come to

with us. Seems I was being overly

stealthily listening from his room. His eye pressed against the thin gap in the door. The friction between his uncle and grandfather hung thick in the air, their words equipped

is mine, then there's nothing left to say," Cormac declared

in response,

"If this isn't

softer," came

go to bed!" Griffon snapped

you better get some sleep. I'll come to visit when I can," Cormac said and then, without hesitation,

left, Griffon's face was a stormy picture of dread, muttering angrily to

once they were away, "You're the

smile, then asked in disbelief, "What's going on with you? Not going to your dad, but coming to me instead? I'm

first person I think of

Cormac laugh. "All right

"Cormac, what's the real beef between you and Grandpa? How come you guys just can't see eye to eye?" "That's grown-up stuff, kid. It's not your concern," Cormac ended the