Hearing what Alice Turner said, Thomas Fisher’s expression and mood improved a lot. Earlier, from her words, he thought she didn’t want to take him home. It turned out she wanted to wait for her dad to calm down before taking him there.

He could give her this time, but he planned to try to contact her dad earlier, hoping her dad wouldn’t be too angry at her.

"I hope that day comes soon," he responded, then turned the car around at the intersection ahead, changing direction to drive towards her home.

Seeing the man not say anything further, Alice Turner’s anxious heart slowly settled. She silently looked at the man and then turned her gaze to the road ahead.

Her eyes were fixed on the road, but her mind was occupied with thoughts about how she would talk to her dad when she got home.

Judging from what just happened, it seemed her dad would be hard to persuade to change his mind in a short time. Her dad stubbornly wanted her to be with that man.

Now, it wasn’t just her dad who thought like that. That man’s parents must also think the same way. His sister had just called, likely to persuade her to remarry him as well.

There was no real affection between the two of them, so why were they being forced together? Did they really seem that suitable for each other?

All the way there, Alice Turner kept dwelling on this issue until the car stopped at her front door, yet she couldn’t figure out the reason.

"My dad?!"

Alice Turner opened the car door and stretched out one leg, preparing to step out with the other, when she suddenly saw Christopher Turner walking over from the side. Instinctively, she wanted to pull her leg back, but it was too late; her dad had already seen her.

Thomas Fisher followed her gaze and saw Christopher Turner walking towards them. Without much thought, he opened the car door and got out.

Since they met so coincidentally, he decided to get out and greet her dad.

Hearing movement behind her, Alice Turner instinctively turned her head. She saw the man who had just been sitting in the car now getting out and walking towards her dad.

Seeing this, she dared not linger in the car any longer and immediately got out.

Alice Turner got out of the car, and by then, Thomas Fisher and Christopher Turner were already exchanging greetings, "Uncle! We meet again."

At this moment, his face was full of smiles.

"Yes, we meet again." Seeing Alice Turner and Thomas Fisher getting out of the same car, Christopher Turner was surprised and puzzled. However, his surprise and doubt were overshadowed by his joy.

Thomas Fisher proactively extended his right hand to shake hands with Christopher Turner. Before Alice Turner could come over, he spoke quickly, "I’d like to go inside with Alice for a bit. I wonder if Uncle would welcome that?"

This opportunity was rare and precious, and since it was right in front of him, he had no reason not to seize it.

"Of course, you’re welcome. Please come in," Christopher Turner said with open arms, eager for this to happen. Even as Thomas Fisher’s voice trailed off, Christopher Turner was already gesturing for them to enter.

As Alice Turner walked over, she saw this scene: the two men chatting and laughing as they entered the yard, as if she had become invisible to them.

Seeing the two men walking further and further away, she dared not delay and quickly followed them in.

With both men being tall with long legs, she had to hurry to catch up to their pace.

Alice Turner wanted to stop Thomas Fisher from going in, but he didn’t even glance back at her; at that moment, the only person he seemed to see was her dad.