You Are My One and Only

Elizabeth walked over to Phillip and snorted when she saw him munching on candy.

Her brows creased slightly as she said, “Phillip, do you want to join us for dinner?”

Phillip looked up at Elizabeth and nodded.

Elizabeth chuckled when she saw that. “I think I know why you got upset earlier. Is it because I sent you back to your room?”

Everyone laughed at her comment. Sylvie looked around the room and muttered to Phillip, “Don’t feel upset, Handsome Grandpa. They’re not laughing at you.”

Sylvie had always been a quick-witted child who warmed up to people instantly. She had done the same with both Elizabeth and Phillip.

Patricia was not worried about her three children, as they seemed to get along very well with the older generation. Ever since they were toddlers, they would try to initiate conversations with any older folks they met.

Even as babies, they would gurgle and chatter indecipherably, but the older folks would play along and answer them.

Phillip felt disgruntled when he heard Elizabeth’s comment. They did not understand him at all. Why would he be upset over returning to his room?

He was upset that he could not stay with his great-grandchildren, but no one understood him. No one knew what he wanted, so it was only natural for him to lose his temper, right? They were going to be the death of him someday.

three great-grandchildren were so kind to him. They fed him candy and helped him with

was especially sweet and knew all the

was relieved to see

did not want to see them, but since the three children managed to calm him down, she was no longer

their presence somehow worsened his condition, it would not

in the living room to watch television. They decided to watch Sylvie’s favorite animated series, Peppa Pig, and the little girl happily snacked on more fruit with

reach out to feed a piece of fruit to Phillip, while Scott and Stellan would wipe both

Sylvie and Phillip’s

Patricia and Elizabeth struck up a conversation about this and that. Elizabeth kept on observing Patricia and each time,

a woman as beautiful as Patricia.

finally realized

and announced, “Old Mrs. Arnold, Master

dinner, so she stared wide-eyed at the door, and their

for Isaac’s coat, and he bent down to change into

spotted him, she grabbed a strawberry and

Arnold, you’re back!

down at Sylvie before picking her up. She held the strawberry up to his mouth, and he ate it

is so big, Mr. Arnold. It looks like a