"Exactly, Nate, we've all been through this, Grandpa's been holding back for three years; how could he not be in a rush?" Watching Nathan's eager steps, Evander also teased along, but who would've guessed Felix would shoot a cold look over, unable to retort his brother, he had no choice but to vent his dissatisfaction on Evander.
"You've been holding back for thirty years and I've never seen you in a rush!"
Evander...
Helplessly pursed his lips, "Nate, don't joke about people like that."
"Evander, Felix is right; you're thirty, it's about time to think about personal matters. I ran into Aunt the other day; she asked me to persuade you to find a girlfriend soon."
With Titus Zane back, Nathan Moore's mood improved a lot, rare as it was for him to say so much, he now seemed as bright as the spring rain, his face often adorned with smiles.
