Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster-Chapter 55 - 54: The Little Uncle Isn’t So Little After All

Chester Lynch saw the expression on Felicity Grant’s face and frowned deeply.

At this moment, Chester Lynch was staring at Felicity Grant’s pants, and instantly understood something.

Felicity Grant saw Chester Lynch staring blankly at her pants and ran back embarrassed.

Chester Lynch had just celebrated his 18th birthday, and he had attended health class in middle school, knowing that girls have a menstrual cycle every month.

There was blood on Felicity Grant’s pants, combined with her shy demeanor, which indicated that she was currently on her period.

At this moment, what flashed through Chester Lynch’s mind was a scene he witnessed at the police station last night.

During the fight at the court, he was always by South Grant’s side. Whether South Grant got the worst of it or was plotted against, Chester Lynch observed everything clearly.

The ones who suffered were the opponents, and South Grant wasn’t injured, so he was very surprised to see blood on South Grant’s pants that night.

Until now, when he saw Felicity Grant’s period leak, a thought suddenly popped into Chester Lynch’s mind.

Could it be that South Grant... is a girl?

Chester Lynch then thought of many things, such as how South Grant never used the bathroom at school.

And how he never stayed in the dorms and never took off his shirt, no matter how hot it was during gym class.

Considering all these signs, Chester Lynch increasingly felt that South Grant was a girl.

With such thoughts, Chester Lynch couldn’t feel at ease.

Being sent to the juvenile detention center involves cutting hair and identity checks. If South Grant refused to cooperate in taking off clothes, he would surely suffer.

Thinking of this, Chester Lynch became even more anxious.

He turned around to get in the car to go back to the police station, but just at that moment, he saw a car stopping in front of the Grant Family’s gate, and a man got out of the car.

Nathan Foster.

Today, Nathan Foster was driving the car himself. After getting out, he stood tall in front of the car and casually opened the back door.

Then the person Chester Lynch had been longing to find got out of the car.

South Grant was now getting out with his right hand in a cast, supported by a sling hanging around his neck.

When Chester Lynch saw South Grant’s current disheveled appearance, he couldn’t help but feel a pang in his heart.

He was fine when he left yesterday—what happened to him last night?

Chester Lynch quickly walked up to South Grant and looked him up and down with a worried expression.

"South, what happened to your hand?"

"It’s no big deal, just a minor injury." South Grant looked at Chester Lynch, surprised he came here instead of returning to the Lynch Family.

Is he worried about me?

"Are you... feeling any better?" Chester Lynch didn’t know how to ask if she was on her period. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

With Chester Lynch’s question, South Grant also remembered the incident last night when Chester Lynch saw the blood on his pants.

"You mean that? I’m fine, just hurt my leg, bled a little, but luckily didn’t hurt my ’bro,’ and now it’s all bandaged up." South Grant said with a straight face.

She intended to eliminate any possibility of her identity being revealed from the source.

Listening to her serious nonsense, Nathan Foster thought: "..."

Chester Lynch was confused by South Grant’s words.

Could it be that he was overthinking?

South Grant didn’t seem to be a girl as he suspected.

Otherwise, how could she speak so casually about it?

At this moment, South Grant turned to look at Nathan Foster and waved his hand:

"Alright, little uncle, this is my battlefield now, you can go back."

Nathan Foster: "..."

Little... uncle...

ps: Egg Prince: Someday, you will know, your uncle is not little.

No blood relations, no embarrassing points, fear not.