Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster-Chapter 74 - 73: Half the Green Hats in the Land

South Grant listened to Nathan Foster’s words without taking them to heart, but after a while, she finally understood.

Artificial sabotage!

What a friggin’ artificial sabotage!

Do your soldiers know you’re such a pro at driving?

"Haha, you seem to know a lot about it, looks like you sabotage quite often." South Grant mocked.

Nathan Foster glanced at her and thought of the words she said to Chester Lynch a few days ago.

"I know, but I don’t need to. On the other hand, ’Lonely Courtyard Spring is Late,’" only your right hand can help you out, you know it well, don’t you?"

South Grant: "..."

At this moment, Nathan Foster was driving, glancing at South Grant in the passenger seat, her stifled expression made the corners of his lips curl up slightly.

Nathan Foster drove directly back to the military base, and South Grant, noticing the route back, called out to Nathan from the back seat.

"Alright, just stop here. You go handle your matters, I’ll take a cab home."

Nathan Foster didn’t even need to look to guess South Grant’s thoughts, it was nothing but the incident that happened early this morning.

She didn’t know what the second personality did, and when she woke up, she found herself in an ambiguous position with him. Now she wanted to avoid him.

"Not reviewing anymore?"

"I can review on my own at home." She was quite afraid of Nathan Foster now.

"Don’t want to apply to Ardenne University?"

South Grant didn’t say anything.

"This morning’s incident was an accident." Nathan Foster explained simply, without saying anything extra.

Who would believe this kind of words?

With you it’s always an "accident," and before you know it, you’ve ended up between my legs—will another "accident" mean you go all the way?

Nathan Foster seemed to notice that South Grant didn’t believe him, so he calmly said:

"Even if I wanted to, I wouldn’t be interested in a pancake-flat airport, this morning was purely an accident."

South Grant: "..."

She realized Nathan Foster had a poisonous tongue!

Could it be that in their past life They only communicated physically, not verbally, so she never discovered this about him?

However, there was one thing South Grant was now certain of.

"You’re not my uncle, are you?"

South Grant had harbored this suspicion for a long time.

Nathan Foster suddenly slammed the brakes, and the car stopped on the side of the road.

Before Nathan Foster could speak, South Grant spoke first:

"I won’t tell Grandpa, but I want to know the truth."

Nathan Foster lowered the car window, took out a pack of cigarettes from the car, lit one, and casually rested his arm on the window.

As the sky gradually darkened, the cigarette end glowed intermittently outside the window.

Nathan Foster turned slightly sideways, his expression somewhat serious.

This was the first time South Grant had seen this emotion in him.

"Half a year ago, my father’s condition worsened, and we couldn’t find a kidney donor. I did a match test at the hospital and found that my DNA... didn’t match." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

No match means not father and son.

"What about your mother?" South Grant asked.

"A year ago, her condition was unstable, now she probably wouldn’t recognize me." Nathan Foster said, took a puff of the cigarette, and then leaned against the seat, exhaling a smoke ring.

South Grant remembered that Nathan Foster didn’t have a smoking habit in his previous life. Now his skillful actions were clearly a habit he had developed over time.

It seemed that his family circumstances were putting a lot of pressure on him.

"And your DNA with your mother..."

Nathan Foster knew what she wanted to ask, interrupted her, and said, "99.999% match."

South Grant fell silent.

So, mom is biological, but dad is not.

Now that she knew he wasn’t her biological uncle, South Grant relaxed completely.

"I think you should investigate if the neighbor Grandpa lived next to back then was surnamed Wang."

After all, a lot of infidelity stories are credited to "Old Wang next door."

"Cough cough..." Nathan Foster was choked on the smoke he inhaled into his lungs.