I Will Buy Divine Power With Money! - Chapter 285

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Rute had never told him that.

To think he remembered it, and even told his own wife about it.

“Having a grandchild makes me understand my son’s heart too.”

Mikhail smiled and took Ordel’s hand, patting it gently.

“Thank you, Ordel.”

“I think it’s about time you spoke more casually with me.”

At some point after marriage, Ordel had started calling Trisha and Mikhail mother and father.

The two of them took such good care of her like their own daughter, and above all, they were exactly the ideal parents Ordel had always imagined, so the titles naturally stuck.

Trisha was surprised by the changed address but happily accepted it, and from then on treated Ordel more comfortably.

However, Mikhail still used formal speech.

She knew he was trying to show respect, but she was still secretly disappointed.

“When will you just call me Ordel, Father?”

When she emphasized “Father,” Mikhail looked flustered.

Trisha poked her husband’s side from beside him.

“Really, the child wants it, so how long are you going to be stubborn about this?”

“Haha, I’m sorry. Once this got stuck in my mouth, it’s hard to change.”

But now he should change too.

“From now on I’ll call you Ordel. I’m sorry if you felt hurt all this time.”

“If you call me that a lot from now on, I think all my hurt feelings will be healed.”

“Alright, Ordel. You really went through so much giving birth.”

“Well done, our daughter.”

Mikhail and Trisha both reached out and embraced Ordel together.

Ordel smiled happily as she was held in their warm embrace.

“Hey, why are you two the only ones hugging my wife?”

Rute, who had been bickering with his sister and belatedly saw the scene, squeezed in while holding Iliya.

“Me too, me too!”

Grace also burrowed between the adults’ legs.

Everyone burst into loud laughter, enjoying each other’s mixed body warmth.

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Whether it was because he was born with divine power, or because he had Siery blood, Iliya developed quickly.

He wasn’t even a year old yet, but he could already toddle around on his own without anyone holding him.

Thanks to this, the one who was most excited was Grace, meeting her nephew for the first time.

“Come on, come here, nephew! Over here, over here!”

Grace, who had been running through a flower garden full of pretty flowers, spun around.

She clapped toward Iliya, but Iliya didn’t chase after her and just stood there blinking his big eyes.

He glanced around as if looking for his mom and dad, so Grace finally pulled out her secret weapon.

“If you come over here, Auntie will give you candy!”

The yellow lemon-flavored candy Grace pulled from her pocket sparkled in the sunlight.

“Candy! Auntie!”

Then Iliya smiled brightly as if he’d never ignored her and toddled toward Grace.

Grace’s lips twitched at the attention completely focused on her.

“Candy!”

When Iliya reached her and hugged her waist while shouting loudly, she grinned from ear to ear.

It bothered her a little that he shouted “candy” instead of “auntie,” but it was okay.

He had called her that earlier!

“Ah, you’re so cute I could die. I guess it’s because you’re Ordel’s son. How did she give birth to such an adorable son? I love it so much.”

Grace unwrapped the candy and put it in Iliya’s mouth, then squeezed and kissed his chubby baby cheeks.

Iliya, mesmerized by the sour lemon candy, didn’t care whether his aunt was taking a bite out of his cheek or not.

That’s why Grace had given him the candy first.

Iliya was basically gentle, but in some ways he was also stubborn.

If she lured him with candy but then didn’t give it to him and teased him, he would stare at her with a completely expressionless face…

When that happened, even Grace, famous for her nasty personality, felt her heart tremble.

After receiving that terrifying gaze when she first teased him without knowing, she never teased him again.

It seemed Ordel’s blood really didn’t go anywhere.

“Iliya is my son too though.”

And Rute, who had been hiding and watching this scene, clicked his tongue.

Grace seemed to have erased from her mind the fact that her lovely and cute nephew Iliya was her brother’s son.

She seemed firmly convinced that her brother’s bloodline couldn’t possibly be this pretty.

But it was because he was her brother’s son that Iliya could be her nephew in the first place. Really too much.

“Still, it’s good that the kids play well together. They play so well together, what was she scared of that she wouldn’t talk?”

Ordel, who was hiding with Rute, looked fondly at the children playing together.

“But we were scared too.”

Trisha and Mikhail, who were also hiding, answered seriously.

“Both Rute and Grace never move as expected… Even them loving the child this much was beyond our expectations.”

“Of course I imagined this scene. But imagination and reality are different, so I really didn’t expect it. To think our wish would come true like this.”

Mikhail took out a handkerchief and wiped his eyes.

Just as Rute became more tearful after Iliya was born, Mikhail also became more tearful after Grace was born.

Of course, in Mikhail’s case, there were more tears of pain than happiness and joy.

Because Grace’s energy and temperament were quite overwhelming.

“Oh no.”

Just then, Iliya, who had let go of Grace’s hand to chase a butterfly, tumbled down.

Fortunately, he fell in the soft flower garden, so he wouldn’t be seriously hurt.

If they went out now, Iliya’s attention would turn to his mom and dad, but they couldn’t just leave a fallen child alone, so they were about to go out.

But then.

“Iliya!”

Grace, her face pale as a sheet, immediately lifted Iliya up.

Grace was only seven years old, but she was so strong that she easily lifted the one-year-old boy.

“Where, where are you hurt? Are you okay?!”

Grace frantically rolled up Iliya’s sleeves with her tiny hands to check his skin.

It was slightly scraped and red, but there were no wounds.

Grace hurriedly rolled up his pants to examine his knees and shins.

At the slightly scraped knee, Grace’s face turned white as if she might faint.

“It hurts! Auntie is sorry! Auntie should have been more careful!”

Grace’s eyes grew moist as she frantically held and comforted Iliya.

Soon tears streamed down her chubby cheeks.

The adults watching simultaneously let out sighs.

“This is a child who didn’t cry even when she jumped from a high place and broke her leg.”

“Exactly. But she’s crying over Iliya’s slightly scraped knee? Was Grace always such a sensitive child?”

“Absolutely not. She’s my daughter, so I know well.”

“When I cried seeing my injured daughter in pain, she clicked her tongue asking why I was crying over something like that.”

Everyone looked at Mikhail pitifully at his statement.

Anyway, such an emotionally dry daughter was crying over one small scratch on her nephew.

Honestly, Ordel was a bit moved.

It seemed like she really cared for Iliya.

“Cry?”

The actual victim who fell and got hurt was fine.

Iliya looked at Grace, who was shedding tears, tilted his head, then wiped her cheeks with his dirt-covered hands.

“No hurt. There.”

Grace’s previously clean cheeks became messy with tears and dirt, but Iliya was serious.

At the comfort from her much smaller young nephew, Grace’s tears quickly stopped.

“Sorry, nephew. And thank you.”

Grace held the child tightly and patted his back.

Then she opened her eyes fiercely and glared menacingly at the flower garden where Iliya had fallen.

“How dare you make my nephew fall! I’ll tear all of you up and replant everything!”

At the lion’s roar that echoed thunderously through the garden, the adults who had been hiding soon nodded their heads.

They were surprised to discover this unknown sensitive side of their daughter, but indeed, her temperament hadn’t gone anywhere.

Somehow, it was reassuring.

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