Chapter 141

 Lady his son has chosen “I am going to whip his ass whenever he hurt you, you know, where I live, here is my address of you can't remember” he passed a paper to Arial.

 She took it and blushed.

The attention showered on Arial by Jeane and his father made him sad, “Dad, we will be on our way” he said uneasily.

Arial froze when he heard his voice, she looked at him with an askance look, Jo shrugged and turned away, pursing his lips tightly. “Jo, we are getting acquainted with our future daughter-in-law, why do you want to take her away?” Old Bill asked.

“Dad, you are treating are as a woman you are wooing” he commented, with a straight face.

Arial's heart entangled, she felt the atmosphere tensed, everyone was silent, suddenly Jeane and her Old Bill started laughing, surprise Arial, Jo grumbled.

“Whenever you are free, Arial, don't forget to drop by, Jo” Old Man Bill tapped his shoulder “be a good boy”.

Jo took Arial's arm" Aunty, don't forget” Jeane winked at Arial, Jo frowned, wondering what his niece was up to.

Arial and Jo escorted out by Jeane and Old Man Bill, they watched them drove, waving at them.

Jo parked out of the gate, along the roadside, he turned to Arial "what did she ask from you?” Jo asked in exasperation, surprising Arial.

Arial, sensing his discomfort, felt goosebumps all over her body “you don't have to worry, isn't relevant” she responded shrugging, Jo leaned and captured her lips.

Arial's eyes widened in surprise, but she responded to his kiss, rubbing his head.

He broke the kiss, and left the both of them panting heavily, Arial lifted her fingers to feel her swollen lips, she blushed profusely, and turned to Jo with her puppy eyes.

“Jo, you were jealous, ain't you?” she asked, remembering his unusual attitude.

Jo gave a dried laughter.

“Of course, I am, I don't want others to talk to you that way.

I want to be the one to love and say nice things to you, to always love you like nobody else” he said in one breath.

Arial shook her head and held his palm “you don't have to be troubled, am not going to ever leave you, Jo, I love you” she said with puppy eyes.

Jo sighed heavily, “let's go to the movie then” he replied, and ignited the engine.

Sylvester stepped on the brake before the ghosted castle, from the widescreen, he saw a head pinned to a stake, he pulled the car door, and walked towards the head on the stake.

His heart twitched when he saw it was someone he knew “George” he said, his Adams-apple bubbled, he looked towards the house with a gloomy face.

He took long strides towards the door, he saw it, already dismantled, he remembered George had fixed the door earlier before he left, he sensed the different fragrance that waft his nostrils, he knew people had