Chapter 48: Marriage Matters (1)_1

"Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle!" Before she could react, a child's mischievous voice came from the other side.

Robert Thomson was slightly startled, and then the frost on his face melted, revealing a faint smile: "Oliver."

Emma Smith was still dressing, and when she saw the trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth, she couldn't help but be stunned.

How surprising, was this still the same wicked man who looked like a wolf just now, Robert Thomson?

At this moment, he seemed to bask in the sunlight, shrouded in a gentle warmth, and the smile that emerged at the corner of his mouth even exposed a few white teeth, looking so real—it was as if the ice and snow had melted, spring had returned to the earth, and the cold and distant demeanor he had been painstakingly maintaining had all melted away.

This looked like the self-disciplined, pure and gentle him from five years ago.