I Am Tired Of Being A Hero-Chapter 276: Meeting with the Parents Part 3

Raphael rolled his eyes. He reached for a small chocolate cake and taking a bite, he delighted in the burst of the sourness that filled his mouth as he sunk his teeth into the liqueur-filled cherry inside the cake. It was a perfect mixture with the sweet bitterness of the dark chocolate.

If he were asked which of their children was the most like Ly, he would say it was his own son, Arlen. The two of them were just too stubborn for their own good. However, it was a competition; Ly would absolutely win. She was just using this time that Arlen wanted her approval to force an apology.

Raphael loved her cunning side the most.

He reached for another sweet cake, a fluffy sponge cake wrapped in a glaze of chocolate and almonds.

Arlen was not the kind to be stubborn about apologies. However, when it came to his mother...Well, the two of them needed therapy.

Not him, he was perfectly normal, mentally and socially adjusted, and very good-looking to boot. He was just the entire package. What a pity, many people would not know the absolute delight it was to be him.

He felt a gaze on him, a pointed gaze that he could easily read as Why are you enjoying this drama and he rolled his eyes at Julian. Why shouldn’t he enjoy the drama? Wasn’t it fun? Looking at how her son was puffing up, he wanted to know how next everything would unfold.

What would Ravi, his son’s lover do next and who would back off first?

Arlen turned his gaze to Ravi, from the guardian dog to a beaten one "Auntie. I am sure you have your reasons to be angry with Arlen."

Arlen looked even more betrayed.

Ravi looked at him and his fingers itched, he wanted to reach out and caress his hair, "And I am sure Arlen has his reasons for his actions. He had always been the kind of person to be conscious of his thoughts and deeds. He is not careless at all. He..."

"How long would this your litany of praises be?" Lysandra asked calmly.

Ravi coughed and his cheeks quickly turned red. He could see Arlen’s dad, stifling his laughter and leaning in in that posture that Sage always did when he wanted to see more gist.

The comparison made him smile lightly and he felt more grounded, "If Auntie did not stop me, I would continue for eternity. I would not run out of things to say."

The moment the words left his mouth, Ravi wanted to take it back but he could not.

Spoken words were like spilled tea, it could never be taken back.

Raphael, "..."

Lysandra, "..."

Julian, "..."

Arlen was the one whose eyes brightened and he clasped Ravi’s hands, "Same, Same. I could talk about how absolutely beautiful you are, your eyes, they are just like..."

"Shut up!" Ravi gritted from clenched teeth. Everything he prepared for was no use anymore, he could not continue anymore.

He had made various notes on how he would convince his boyfriend’s family about his love for them. He did not include such a line in his plans. What on earth would they be thinking about him?

Raphael burst out laughing, he almost choked on the cucumber sandwich he was nibbling on but he did not stop, laughing through as he hiccupped.

Julian took the cup of tea that Lysandra was drinking and hurriedly gave it to Raphael, rubbing his back.

Raphael took a sip of the tea and froze. The shock instantly cured his hiccups.

Lysandra swallowed, "Maybe we should go to the..." freёwebnoѵel.com

"You promised me," Raphael said, turning to look at her.

"Well, technically, I did not nod; you came to the conclusion that it was a promise all by yourself." She said, even though her aura remained the same, imposing as always, but Ravi could see the same feeling of wanting to run away in her eyes.

Julian blinked; not understanding what was happening and then took a sip of the alcohol. He smacked his lips appreciate and downed the entire cup, "Good wine."

"Julian, what is the alcohol percentage of the wine you just had?"

"Julian," Lysandra warned calmly.

"Julian," Raphael called out; his gentle voice had a little edge and Ravi’s eyes widened.

This person was strong. Even stronger than Julian. However, he was not as strong as The Matriarch.

"Arlen. It had been too long since we had a duel. Come; let me see how much we have grown."

Arlen sighed.

"Mother! Dad! Papa!" Couldn’t they just behave?

He had been hoping that just this once, his parents would behave. He turned to Ravi to apologize for all of this when he saw that his lover was smiling,

Ravi sensed his gaze and turned to give him a soft smile, after seeing this sense and noting the dynamic of this family. He felt like he could understand Arlen even more. It turns out this kind of family is the kind that could raise someone like Arlen who was full of light and love.

The three of them stopped arguing when Arlen called their names.

"I will deal with you later." He said, and collected another cup of tea from Julian.

Lysandra’s aura had been severely punched and she could not continue to carry her face for her son, "Welcome Home." She finally muttered, "Ravi, you would stay in the West Wing. It is quite beautiful. I think you would like it. You two can go in and wash up, then come down for lunch. We would continue our conversation there." Her gaze fluttered to Ravi when she started her last sentence.

Ravi and Arlen looked at each other.

"We did not come back for a vacation. Mother, we would need all the resources that can be made readily available for us." Arlen’s voice was serious and he sat up straight.

"Please, believe me, your son, Anouk is in serious danger. We need to find him as soon as possible."