Chapter 776 Security
Vincent and Hermione are no longer children, so it is normal for them to have a relationship.
It was only yesterday that I accepted the reality that my daughter had suddenly grown up, and now here comes an even more devastating news. Any parent would feel empty inside.
Chris was pushed to the door by Hermione, but he showed no intention of going in.
Vincent understood immediately and nodded slightly to her, indicating that there was no need to worry at all.
When Hermione, who looked worried, came into the house, Chris motioned for him to follow him and take a walk.
The two returned to the backyard again and stopped under a palm tree in tacit understanding.
"Uncle Chris, Hermione and I have just confirmed our relationship. I hope you will agree to our relationship."
Vincent's frankness made Chris's dissatisfaction completely disappear.
He put his hand heavily on Vincent's shoulder. "Of course I won't object. In fact, I have long expected this day to come, but I didn't expect it to come so soon."
He didn't understand magic, but he knew Vincent was serious. "Your parents probably don't know yet, right?"
"Uh..." Vincent touched his nose awkwardly, "Actually, my dad asked me to get married as soon as possible and stop dragging it out."
Chris was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "This is indeed Eric's character."
He gently squeezed Vincent's broad shoulders, "You are very much like your father. I am sure you will cherish Hermione."
The two families knew each other well. Vincent had good looks, a good personality, and no bad habits. Chris had no reason to object.
Moreover, he knew his daughter Hermione's character very well, and even if he opposed it, it would not have any effect.
After untying the knot in his heart, the more he looked at Vincent, the more satisfied he felt.
The two chatted casually and soon returned to the house together.
Hermione, sitting on the sofa, saw them talking and laughing, and she finally felt relieved.
"Uncle Chris, I'm going back today."
"It's so late, why don't you stay at our house tonight?"
Hermione hurriedly shoved the cane into Vincent's arms, "Dad, he can Apparate and be home in the blink of an eye."
Chris smiled and shook his head, "You two have just confirmed your relationship, don't you really need to stay a little longer?"
"Dad!" Hermione glared at Vincent with shame and anger.
Girls who fall in love for the first time will be particularly shy and more sensitive than before, always worrying about gains and losses.
What's more, she was in front of her father, and if she didn't leave, he would probably get angry.
Although Vincent was very curious about her rage, he was very tactful and took the cane and walked towards the shoe cabinet at the entrance.
There is still a long way to go, and that day will come.
He changed his shoes and turned to Hermione in the living room, "Are you free during the day?"
She glanced at Chris beside her cautiously, "I'm free."
Vincent's mouth corners slightly raised, "That's great, let's go on a date later."
Hermione blushed and didn't dare to meet his eyes. She lowered her head and said "hmm" softly.
Chris on the side nodded secretly.
Although he felt a little unhappy, he felt particularly safe because of Vincent's frank behavior.
From Hermione's little hands, which didn't know where to put them, it could be seen that she was actually quite happy.
Vincent raised his cane, "I'm leaving now. See you at 10am."
Hermione finally looked up and smiled sweetly at him.
The black and white vortex suddenly appeared and disappeared accompanied by the sound of an explosion.
Chris looked in surprise at the place where Vincent had just stood.
Magic is really amazing, it is more convenient than any means of transportation.
Although my daughter can do it, she does not have the qualification certificate yet and cannot use it as freely as her boyfriend.
Just as Chris was about to ask if the Apparition test was difficult, Hermione had already walked quickly to the stairs.
"Dad, I'm going back to my room to rest first." She left this sentence and went upstairs without looking back.
Chris stood there, smiled bitterly and shook his head.
My daughter has really grown up, and the caring little girl she once was has become someone else's.
Alas, it still feels a bit empty after all.
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Oxford Street was still bustling at one o'clock in the morning, but Wayne's house at the end of the street was as quiet as usual.
Vincent Apparated directly to his room.
He restored his cane to its original shape, then gently waved it at his clothes, turning them back into his original pajamas.
"Hmm--" He stretched out and then fell heavily on the bed.
After you have said everything you need to say, you will really feel more relaxed than ever before.
Vincent slept until early morning, and his whole mental state was different.
He came downstairs and greeted Eric, who was reading a newspaper at the dining table.
"Good morning, Dad."
Eric put down the newspaper with a suspicious look on his face, "Are you up? How was last night?"
Vincent, who had just walked into the bathroom, turned around and said, "The relationship has been confirmed."
Eric nodded with satisfaction.
As his son, it is reasonable for him to be so efficient.
Evelyn came out of the kitchen with breakfast, and Eric still looked proud.
"Honey, our son has a girlfriend, why are you happier than him?"
Eric shook his head while holding the newspaper. "You don't understand. What I'm most worried about is that our son is too outstanding and doesn't look down on other girls at all."
Evelin rolled her eyes at him, put down the toast and went back to the kitchen.
By the time Vincent finished washing up, Eric was still feeling good about himself.
Evelin came quietly, put down the strawberry jam and knife and fork, and then returned to the kitchen quietly.
Vincent came to the dining table and waved at Eric, "Dad, did you make Mom angry again?"
"No way, I've been coaxing you all night."
"Oh." Vincent sat down and opened the lid of the jam. "By the way, Dad, I want to borrow your car later."
The smile on Eric's face froze. "Borrow a car? Can you drive?"
“Yes.” Vincent picked up the fork, scooped some strawberry jam, and spread it evenly on the toast.
"That's fine. Are you driving to the date?"
Vincent looked up in astonishment and gave him a thumbs up, "Dad, how did you guess that?"
Eric smiled again. "That's not hard to guess. I used to go on dates in that old man's antique car."
Evelyn suddenly appeared with a smile on her face and slammed the cup full of milk in her hand on the table in front of him.
Although not a drop was spilled, the atmosphere became eerily quiet.
It was so quiet and so scary.
Vincent lowered his head and ate toast, pretending not to see the distress signal sent by his old father.
"Mom and Dad, I'm full."
He left the table in a flash, and Eric could only stare at his back.
"Uh... honey..."
Evelyn smiled and sat down.
After all, they are an old married couple, what else can Eric do? Just keep coaxing her.
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