Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 398: Chapter 397: Tiger Mom

Finally, amidst their bickering, they returned to the Aethelgard Suburban Villa.

Only after parking the car did South Grant and Langston Caldwell stop their argument.

As soon as Nathan Foster got out of the car, a massive creature pounced on him.

South Grant glanced over and saw Arthur circling Nathan Foster excitedly.

It was clear Arthur was very excited at that moment.

Langston Caldwell noted this, gave South Grant a sidelong glance, and said:

"See that? That’s what longing looks like. What you have is just fake."

South Grant retorted, "We humans have many ways to express emotions, unlike you beasts."

"Haha, do your family know you talk like this, asking for a beating?" Langston, unable to out-talk South Grant, remarked.

"They know." Nathan Foster, watching from the side, added, "Do you dare to beat him?"

Langston looked at the two of them, knowing he was no match for them. Nathan Foster and South Grant together were practically an unbeatable pair, nearly invincible in the world.

Langston returned to his room, leaving Nathan Foster and South Grant alone in the courtyard.

"Do you like the gift I gave you?" Nathan Foster asked South Grant while stroking the fur on Arthur’s back.

"Not really," South Grant replied bluntly. It was the first time Arthur had come down from the mountains since returning about a month ago.

In the meantime, maybe it was afraid South Grant might stew it and eat it, so it didn’t dare to come back.

"Arthur was something I picked up while on a mission. The explosives destroyed its home, and its mother died. It had just been born, so I brought it back."

South Grant, hearing Nathan Foster’s story, was curious, "Where did you go on a mission that had tigers?"

"While rescuing Celestia hostages, the hostages were hidden on a mountain."

Rescuing hostages inevitably meant facing off with enemies, the dangers of which were obvious.

"Uncle, I’ve never understood. The Foster Family has been in the military and government for generations. You could’ve easily secured your position through connections. In the past few years, why did you always take on such dangerous missions?"

Nathan Foster listened to South Grant and then gave his shoulder a pat.

"For this."

At that moment, he was wearing a military uniform, and the spot he patted was his epaulette.

For this...

In that instant, South Grant seemed to see a new Nathan Foster.

They had known so little about each other in their previous life, with almost no communication or interaction.

Even when Nathan Foster seemed interested in having a word with her, South Grant would largely ignore him.

The Nathan Foster of today was entirely different from the cold person in her memory.

As they both entered the house, Arthur snuggled at Nathan Foster’s feet, much like a watchdog.

"How did you turn a tiger into a house pet?"

Nathan Foster glanced down at Arthur, "When its mother was blown up, it hadn’t been born yet. I saw the mother tiger was beyond saving, so I performed a cesarean and raised it until now."

South Grant finally understood why the bond was so deep.

"It probably thinks of you as that father tiger, its dad."

With a sly smile, Nathan Foster looked at South Grant, "Now I’d like to find it a mother tiger, and you seem like a good fit."

South Grant: "..."

In front of Langston Caldwell, she was the king, but in front of Nathan Foster, she was barely a bronze player.

"What time are you heading to the set tomorrow?"

"I’ll head out first thing in the morning. During filming, I might not come back often to eat or sleep, staying on set most of the time."

"Okay."

As they spoke, South Grant’s phone rang.

South Grant looked to see it was a call from Jackson Zane.