Uncle, I Have a Headache

Simon, who was talking to Audrey, heard Bryson's voice. The atmosphere suddenly became chilly and he trembled all over like his whole body was frozen.

Simon looked at Audrey resentfully.

Since Bryson had already come back, why didn't she remind him?

That wasn't Audrey's fault. She had just seen Bryson come back.

If Simon wanted to blame someone, he could only blame himself. He was so excited to speak ill of Bryson behind his back that he did not know that Bryson had returned.

Simon was embarrassed. He greeted Bryson with an awkward smile.

"Hello, Uncle. You are so early today. Shouldn't you be in the company?"

"Why are you here?" Bryson asked instead of answering.

"I was afraid that great-grandmother would be too lonely at home, so I came to accompany her." Simon shrank his neck, not daring to look directly into Bryson's eyes.

"Are you here to accompany great-grandmother, or to speak ill of me behind my back?"

Simon was embarrassed.