When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1783 The Prank

Meanwhile, Adrian rushed back, holding a stack of tissues, which he then handed to Jonathan with a look of distaste.

"Come on, finish up quickly, and we can go get some ice cream.”

"Mmm..." It seemed as if Jonathan was making an effort to poop, then he said, "Alright."

He reached out to accept it.

Suddenly, Adrian felt as if his hand had brushed against something.

He then heard Jonathan's sobbing voice, saying, "Oh no, Uncle Adrian, I'm so

sorry. I accidentally got poop on your hand."

Though Adrian was not a clean freak, he had never come into contact with shit his entire life.

He immediately leapt up, flinging aside what he had in his hand.

"Ah!" His screams echoed one after another.

While Jonathan managed to hold in his laughter, Elliot covered his own mouth.

Feigning an apologetic voice, Jonathan sobbed, "Uncle Adrian, you're not mad at me, are you? I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."

Adrian was on the verge of tears, yet he couldn't lose his temper in front of the two children.

"Sigh, be more careful next time, alright? Just clean up quickly!"

Adrian raised his hand, heading back to the car upon recalling that there might be some water inside.

However, he searched for a long time but couldn't find any, so he had no choice but to return empty-handed.

"Jon, Eli, wait here for me. I need to wash my hands."

"Alright."

The two children appeared to be particularly obedient.

"Uncle Adrian, come back soon. We're waiting for you to go get ice cream."

"Mm-hmm." Adrian departed with a gloomy expression on his face.noveldrama

The moment they saw him leave, the two children could no longer contain their laughter.

"Jon, that was so satisfying!" exclaimed Elliot.

Jonathan emerged from the bushes. "This is merely a minor lesson. Compared to how he bullied Mom, it's not even worth mentioning."

He clenched his fist. "We can't just let him get away with this."

Elliot kept on nodding. "Of course. So, what should we do now?"

After some thought, Jonathan glanced at the car parked not too far away where Adrian's jacket was left.

He walked over, reached into its

and sure enough, he foumet

keys. "Let him suffer a bit

more. There's no rush," he

said.

"Alright."

Meanwhile, Adrian had washed his hands. He gave them a tentative sniff and found that they stunk.

The smell was so bad that he almost threw up.

How can this kid still fail to clean himself at this age?

He walked back, only to find that both children had vanished from the side of the road.

"Oh no!"

Adrian initially thought that the two children had run away. To his surprise, he heard their voices coming from inside his car.

"Uncle Adrian, we're in the car. Hurry up and come over," she called out.

A glimmer of relief flashed in Adrian's eyes.

Thankfully these two naive kids

hadn't run away. Before, my son kept saying how intelligent Jonathan was. But now, it seems that he's no different from an ordinary child.

Adrian, with a cheerful grin, walked toward the vehicle. "Alright, I'm coming over now," he said.

However, he hadn't taken more than

a few

chines when he suddenly save

the unexpectedly roar to life, charging straight at him.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Jonathan feigned a look of confusion.

"Uncle Adrian, why is the car moving?"

"Uncle Adrian, does your car have autonomous driving?"

Adrian's face had turned pale.

What autonomous driving? My car doesn't have that feature!

"Jon, s-step on the brakes now!"

"Brakes? Where are they?" Jonathan asked.

"Right under your feet!" Adrian exclaimed as he dodged backward.

Jonathan lowered her gaze, focusing on the accelerator, and pressed down hard on it.