Chapter 209

Yves immediately gulped when he saw Bucky's mother; damn, Bucky's mother turned out to be very beautiful! No wonder Bucky is so handsome; it turns out his good looks are hereditary!

Bucky, oblivious to Yves' lascivious eyes, introduced them happily. "Mom, Steve's here, and this is our friend, the great scientist who's been on the rise lately, Yves!"

"Nice to meet you, Auntie." Yves greeted as he extended his hand.

Mrs. Barnes warmly shook Yves' hand, "Hello, Dr. Yves, I'm Winnifred. You look much younger and handsomer than in the photo."

"Just call me Yves, no need to be so formal. Auntie is also very beautiful, no wonder Bucky is so handsome, it turns out that his mother is also gorgeous." Yves praised Winnifred's beauty with pleasure. Somehow he suddenly received the urge to woo this woman. Since he had added Steve's mother, why not add Bucky's mother as well?

"Haha, thank you, I'm honored. It's a pleasure to have you as a guest, Yves. You can chat with Bucky and Steve in the living room, I'll prepare dinner first." Winnifred nodded with a chuckle, after which she went to the kitchen accompanied by the melodious sound of her high heels.

"Bucky, where's your dad? Is he still not home from work?" Yves changed the subject as he looked around the room. The room was filled with beautiful vases and murals, and there was also a warming fireplace.

"Actually, my father experienced the same thing as Steve's father, he died on the battlefield." Bucky said in a sad tone.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for your loss." Yves apologized; he didn't remember that Bucky's father died so quickly. But inwardly, he also felt relieved; at least he wouldn't feel bad for seducing Bucky's mother.

With this mentality, Yves is destined to be an unworthy Hero. What hero would want to take someone else's wife and lover?

"It's okay, it's better not to talk about these sentimental things anymore." Bucky smiled while shaking his head.

"After all, thanks to father's sacrifice, we are able to live in fairly good conditions." The sad Bucky became cheerful again.

"As Yves said, we need to pursue our dreams even if we encounter tough obstacles." Steve embraced his friend, Bucky, with a smile.

"Right." Yves nodded.

"By the way, Yves, do you have a dream? Do you want to be the second Einstein?" Bucky asked curiously. He wanted to know what his idol's dream was. Surely his idol wouldn't dream of chasing after pretty girls, right?

"Actually, my dream is very simple. I want to live my life well." Yves shook his head.

"Sleep eight hours a day, work out, make some money and do some things I like. After that I'll probably spend the rest of my life with some women I like, that's all."

"Huh? That simple?" Bucky and Steve couldn't believe that their idol's dream was so simple.

"Hahaha, indeed. Some people like to splurge, and some like to live a peaceful life. It depends on how the person chooses."

"Life is a blessing after all, there's no need to go to extremes."

"Is that really all? But why do you want to be with some women?" Bucky asked curiously.

"Hehe, that's just my personal wish. By the way, what are the dreams of you two?" Yves also wanted to know what kind of dreams the two friends had.

Steve replied thoughtfully, "My dream is to fulfill my father's last wish, to be an outstanding soldier, serve my country and be a useful person!"

"A very commendable dream, Steve. You have the same character as Aunt Sarah, full of kindness." Steve's character is most likely inherited from Sarah; Sarah is indeed a kind-hearted woman, just like Steve.

"Bucky, what about you?" Yves asked.

Bucky was excited when his idol asked him what his dream would be.

"My dream is to be a soldier, maybe a brave officer who can fight the enemy, just like my father!" Bucky smiled broadly as he put his arm around Steve's shoulders.

The relationship between the two men is very close; no wonder Steve wants to save Bucky at all costs in Civil War.

The three of them continued their conversation in the living room. Sometimes they would talk about the European War, sometimes chatting about whether America would get involved in the war, and so on.

While the three were chatting, a melodious voice suddenly interrupted their conversation.

"Okay, kids, stop chatting, the food is ready."

"Yves, I made more food since I don't know what you like. If there's still nothing you like, just tell me, and I'll make another one." Still wearing an apron, Winnifred said as she gracefully arranged the food on the table.

Winnifred's character is not too different from Sarah, beautiful, a cooking genius and very virtuous.