My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 786
Behind him, Eliot also said gently, “Wait for my return, and call me if anything happens.”
“I‘ll be fine. Go ahead!” Anastasia was actually a little tired, and she wanted to rest for a bit.
Eliot and Richard went out together. They asked about Arthur‘s whereabouts, then went straight to him.
Just then, Arthur was in the garden walking his beloved pet. He was sitting on the couch as he watched the Doberman dig holes in the ground. He usually cared for it like it was his own son, but he just told it to stop in a lazy tone, saying, “Gritt, stop it.”
Gritt let out a pampered whine, then immediately went over to him and rubbed its head against his arms. Then, it sniffed all around him, perhaps also noticing that its master was less enthusiastic now, thinking that Arthur probably didn‘t love it anymore.
“What‘s wrong?” Arthur frowned as he looked at the dog, then reached out and patted it. “You like walks, don‘t you? Go and play!”
However, Gritt remained in his arms, reluctant to leave. Its large mouth rubbed against his arm as it let out more whimpers.
“You‘re making my clothes dirty.” Arthur pushed its big mouth away, then picked up a ball beside him before throwing it into the distance. “Fetch.”
Just then, Gritt‘s ears perked up when it sensed someone coming.
Soon, Gritt started barking before it ran over to the visitors, letting out another type of joyful whimper.
Richard and Eliot both smiled as they looked at this large dog with loving gazes. Gritt was a puppy they had picked out together, and the little guy in the past was now enormous.
Arthur turned to look at the two. He simply looked at them, not even expressing welcome.
Eliot‘s emotions right now were undoubtedly the same as Richard‘s not long ago. He looked at Arthur, who was seated there and didn‘t even seem to bother getting up. There was a faint smile in Arthur‘s eyes. “You‘re here.”
“See? With your expressions like that, I might even think that we‘re not welcome to your wedding!” Richard complained. He was a man of few words, but this time,
Arthur had stimulated the expansion of his words.
Eliot had prepared himself beforehand, so he calmly took a seat across from Arthur. then chatted with the latter as usual.
“Congratulations, Artie. I never thought I‘d attend your wedding this soon.”
“Did you come here alone? Where‘s Anastasia and Jared?” Arthur asked.
“I didn‘t bring Jared this time, but Anastasia is resting in the room. She‘s looking forward to meeting your wife; perhaps you can arrange for them to meet tomorrow,” Eliot said.
“Sure, I can do that.” With that, Arthur glanced at his watch. “I have a video conference to attend, so I‘ll go back to my study now. We can talk more tomorrow.”
“Hey, you can‘t leave like that.” Richard didn‘t want Arthur to leave, so he went up and stopped the latter.
Arthur frowned, retracting his hand reluctantly. “Let go, Richard.”
“We just arrived, but you‘re already leaving? That‘s no way to treat your best friends.” Richard wanted to evoke even stronger emotions from Arthur.
However, Arthur just said in exasperation, “Pardon me if I‘m lacking in hospitality.”
“What about a fight?” Richard wanted to throw hands now.
“I can‘t win against you.” Arthur wasn‘t stupid.
“Right, you‘ve never won against me. What I meant was that I‘ve never lost since day one.” Richard continued provoking him.
At the side, Eliot didn‘t stop the fight; he simply observed the reactions on Arthur‘s face. There was indeed something wrong.
Arthur used to be a competitive person, but now, he only wore a bored expression as he retracted his hand and said, “I do admit that I can‘t win against you. If there‘s nothing else, I’ll take my leave now.”
Richard simply watched him leave, wide–eyed. Then, he turned back to Eliot and said, “See? He‘s just so indifferent, and it‘s no use provoking him. Something must be wrong.”
However, Arthur, who hadn‘t gone very far, seemingly had superior listening. He suddenly turned around and walked back to them as he asked Richard, “What‘s wrong with me?”
