Chapter 763: Did I Choose the Wrong Wife for You?
Vincent spoke and elegantly crossed the threshold with his long and sturdy legs, walking toward the two figures in the hall.
His face sported a gentle smile, and his every word and action exuded elegance and decorum, showing no hint of dissatisfaction.
"Grandpa, please don't cry. It's a good thing that Kelvin is back. The meal in the kitchen is ready. Let's celebrate his safe return together," he said.
Upon hearing this, old Mr. Foley wiped away his tears and, for the first time, took the initiative to hold Kelvin's hand. "Let's go, it's time for dinner."
Kelvin looked at the large hand holding his arm, a hint of helplessness visible beneath his mask.
He was no longer a child. Why did he need to be led like this?
As Vincent passed by, his smile carried deep meaning as he spoke softly, "Is Sister-in-law pregnant? Congratulations to you. Will I soon meet my nephew?"
In an instant, Kelvin reacted like a powder keg lit, his cold eyes narrowing as he seized Vincent by the collar, exu

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