"That's my grandson for you!" The patriarch had become increasingly amiable after these family gatherings, laughing more often.
Perhaps it was because he was now anticipating a great-grandson from his favorite grandson, whom he had worried about for so long, believing he would never settle down and start a family of his own.
It was amusing to see him acting like a fool for his wife, and the patriarch thoroughly enjoyed witnessing his once-stoic and indifferent grandson breaking out of his shell.
Duke wore a smirk as Kisha turned around to glare at him, clearly annoyed yet shy, while he reveled in the attention from his wife.
Despite her reproachful gaze, he couldn't help but smile happily. Mr. Winters could only shake his head in defeat at his son's antics.
Mrs. Winters playfully pinched Mr. Winters on the sides of his stomach before whispering, "Don't act as if you've never behaved like that when you were younger." She said teasingly.
