Refusing to Remarry: Mr. Hawthorne, You Are Out-Chapter 48: Don’t Blame Him for Taking the Lead
The distance wasn’t close, so Raine Sinclair didn’t carefully ponder over the emotions in his eyes. Instead, she asked curiously, "Dad, what kind of painting are you talking about?"
Upon hearing this, Evan Sinclair immediately smiled and said, "Raine, you know Mr. Thorne, right? He’s a very famous painter! I’ve coveted his original works for many years! Grant said he has an authentic piece by Mr. Thorne, and he’ll send it to me tomorrow!"
"Really?" Raine raised her eyebrows and looked at Leon Grant with slight surprise, "Do you really have it? I’ve heard that Mr. Thorne’s paintings are so rare that even money can’t buy them. You...are willing to part with it?"
"Uncle Sinclair likes it, and it makes me happy to give it," Leon Grant replied, his gaze fixed on Raine Sinclair’s fair little face.
It’s just a painting; giving it to someone who deserves it, what’s there to be reluctant about?
Raine Sinclair chuckled awkwardly, rolled her eyes, and then quickly said, "Well, my dad loves paintings, and Mr. Grant likes cars. At Haworth’s car exhibition, pick a car, and I’ll gift it to you."
Leon Grant was slightly taken aback; gifting him a car?
Is this considered a reciprocal exchange, leaving no debt on either side?
But he’s not a gigolo; why would he accept a car from a woman?
"No need for a car, as for the car exhibition..."
Before he could finish, Raine had already winked at her father, who immediately understood and quickly said, "Ah, Grant, you must accept the car. Otherwise, I would be too embarrassed to accept the painting!"
Leon looked at Evan Sinclair and, not declining further, smiled, "Thank you."
"You’re welcome!" Raine finally smiled broadly, taking Evan’s arm and heading into the dining room, "Mom just said she’s making fish tonight. Dad, I’m so hungry; let’s go eat!"
"Oh? Your mom rarely cooks these days; she only does it because you’re home, otherwise I wouldn’t have the pleasure!" Evan said as he walked with Raine, also inviting Leon Grant, "Grant, why don’t you come and try your aunt’s cooking?"
"Sure." Leon got up and followed.
Watching Raine happily skip along, holding her father’s hand like a child, Leon’s curiosity about her grew.
At their first charity gala meeting, she was cool and beautiful, like a fairy dancing in the midnight air.
In the office of Sinclair Group, she was calm and composed, as if even the biggest deals were just casual conversations to her.
Faced with a cold-blooded, unfaithful ex-husband, she remained kind and dignified, maintaining her greatest inner peace and composure.
Now, back with her parents, she shed her layers of maturity and returned to being a carefree little girl.
This kind of woman truly seemed like a treasure.
Leon suddenly thought of Jonas Hawthorne.
Before returning to the country, the name he had heard most was this three-character name.
In Sedonia, the Hawthorne family was already dominant, and Jonas Hawthorne’s formidable methods were known worldwide.
He originally thought he was someone noteworthy, but didn’t expect his taste in women to be lacking.
If that’s the case, Jonas shouldn’t blame him for surpassing him later.
In the dining room.
Sharon Jennings had been busy for a while, and looking at the table full of dishes, she was finally satisfied inviting everyone to sit.
"Raine, quickly try some; these are all your favorites! Sweet and sour fish, boiled fish, and a fish soup! The soup isn’t done yet, it’ll be out shortly!"
"A feast of fish?" Leon looked at the table and, noticing that almost everything besides a few green vegetables was fish, asked in surprise.
Sharon laughed, "Grant, you can eat fish, right? My husband and daughter both love fish, so I made a little extra today!"
"I can eat fish." Leon smiled slightly.
He wasn’t particularly fond of it before, but now this dish seemed to have been given a new label, which he might end up liking very much.
Raine didn’t have time to entertain him; she started eating first.
Noticing her dad beside her, his actions were almost identical to hers.
Evan also glanced at his daughter, and both father and daughter saw themselves in each other’s eyes, unable to help but laugh.
Sharon felt quite satisfied seeing her husband and daughter enjoying her cooking.
She subconsciously added more to their plates, only then remembering Leon was there too, so she also gave him some, "Grant, eat more; you look so thin!"
Leon glanced at the translucent piece of fish that had suddenly appeared in his bowl, his mind momentarily paused.
He had gone abroad at a young age for his studies, and his memories of his mother were very vague.
While abroad, he had a butler and staff specifically to take care of him, making sure his food, clothing, and shelter were all in order, but he still felt lonely.
No one was there to eat with him, let alone serve him food.
During his years studying abroad, what he remembered most was sitting alone in a vast and empty dining room, facing a ten-meter-long table, where no matter how exquisite the dishes were, they couldn’t pique his interest.
It was so quiet that he could hear his own breathing.
He often turned his eyes to look up at the sky outside the window, feeling lonely and empty.
After returning to the country, his family would occasionally eat together, but it was always quiet, each eating in silence, never with the laughter and cheer like in the Sinclair family.
And Sharon Jennings serving him food...
It was a familial warmth he had never experienced, something he had dreamed of.
In his heart, a barren land seemed to be nourished by a fresh, sweet spring, nurturing him inch by inch.
Raine hadn’t had much of an appetite for a long time, but tonight, with the sweet and sour fish, she found herself eating a bit more.
Taking a moment to glance at Leon, who was just staring at the fish in his bowl, she asked, "Why aren’t you eating? Is it not to your taste?"
With her words, both Sharon and Evan looked at Leon, confusion in their eyes.
Leon snapped back to reality, smiling as he picked up his utensils, "Aunt’s cooking looks, smells, and tastes great; I almost don’t want to ruin it by eating it."
Sharon blinked for a moment before smiling, "Grant, you have such a sweet tongue! Eat quickly; otherwise, these two will finish it all!"
"..." Raine twitched her eyes, wondering when Leon became so talkative.
Where had the cold, unapproachable overseas elite from the rumors gone?
Evan remained silent, looking at Leon’s unusual behavior and then at his foolish daughter, smiling knowingly as if he had already seen through everything. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
With laughter and chatter, the atmosphere at the dining table was very pleasant.
Just as everyone had almost finished eating, a servant suddenly rushed in, looking flustered, "Miss, there’s a gentleman outside who’s barged in, saying he’s here for dinner?"
The others at the table looked up, not understanding what was happening.
Raine was the first to react, "Here for dinner? Could he really have come?"
Evan had mentioned before he hung up the phone that he might come for dinner, but she thought he was joking. Could he really be serious?
In her doubt, she heard Mason Sullivan’s voice from outside, "Smells so good! Looks like I arrived just in time?"
