Chapter 820 Being Scared To Death

Fabio and Richard turned back and found Andrew and Ashley, their silhouettes were like a dark
painting against the wall.

In Andrew's arms as she was, Ashley's body still trembled in fear.

Hurriedly, Ashley's two kids ran to her with anxiety on their faces. "Daddy, what's wrong with Mommy?
Is she sick?" Fabio asked with concern.

Richard stood beside him, silent as usual, but his worried eyes were fixed on Ashley.

Andrew felt Ashley's body stiffen for a moment. It made him smile to himself.

Perhaps Ashley did not want her children to know that she was scared out of her wits.

"No, nothing's wrong. Your mommy is just tired. You two just follow closely behind me and don't run
around, okay?"

"Okay, got it."

"All right."

Andrew carried Ashley and walked out of the haunted house and the amusement park with Richard
and Fabio walking right behind him.

As Richard and Fabio got into the car, Ashley, who was pretending to be asleep in Andrew's arms,
suddenly "woke up".

Her face was still ashen. She glared at Andrew and struggled out of his grip.

She had overestimated herself back there. They were already out of the haunted house, but she could
still feel all the hair on her body standing on end. Apparently, she was unable to muster enough energy



now to find her footing once again.

Before Ashley could step forward, she lost her balance and stumbled.

Even Ashley herself did not expect this to happen.

'Why are my legs so feeble?

I can't believe I've gotten too weak to stand on my own!'

She was still confused about her physical condition when she heard a chuckle from Andrew who was
standing next to her. She only cast a dagger-like look at him.

"Help me get into the car."

She opened her arms as she snapped.

Annoyed and in a sour mood as she was, she was very cute in Andrew's eyes.

Andrew said nothing and carried Ashley into the car obediently.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. Ashley's body had become soft and no longer rigid. He did not
know if she was still in a state of shock.

"Mommy, you are awake?"

"Mommy, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Ashley answered.

"Mommy, did you see them all? The things in the haunted house that floated back and forth? There
were also some ghosts with very big eyes, and they were staring at us..."



Fabio asked Ashley with curiosity. He was looking forward to knowing his mother's experience in the
haunted house.

Ashley's face stiffened as she heard the words "haunted house."

Subconsciously, she pictured the scene in her mind as she heard Fabio's words.

She felt chills up and down her spine just by simply imagining it.

Fabio's mention of the specific scene almost brought tears to her eyes.

Why was Fabio not scared at all?

Did he inherit Andrew's brave genes?

"That's enough, boy. Mommy is exhausted now,"

Andrew told Fabio in a low voice.

Fabio cast a glance at Ashley. She indeed looked pale and tired.

He stopped talking, moved closer to Ashley, put his hand on her forehead, and asked, "Mommy, are
you okay?"

Ashley gave him a light smile. "I'm fine, dear. Go and talk with your brother for now. Mommy wants to
get some sleep for a bit."

"All right."

Fabio retreated.

Ashley leaned on Andrew and held on to his arm. It was the only way she could feel more at ease.



The light smell of tobacco coming off Andrew helped her gradually fall into slumber.

Before she fell asleep, there was only one thought in her mind—Andrew must have smoked again.

Perhaps she was really too scared. She fell asleep with Andrew's hand in hers.

"Daddy, is she asleep?"

Fabio asked casually.

"Yes. Take a shower and go to bed once we arrive home, okay? I'll have to take care of Mommy."

When they got home, Fabio watched as Andrew carried Ashley up to their bedroom. He seemed to
carry her easily as if she was as light as a feather.

'Soon, I will be as tall and strong as my daddy and can hold my mommy as easily as he does, ' Fabio
thought to himself.

"Oh, you're back. Where are my two lovely great grandsons?"

Chant asked the moment Andrew set foot in the villa.

He looked over and said, "Keep it down. Ashley's asleep."

Then, he strode upstairs.

Chant shook his head. He would have to find out the answer by himself.

It was obvious that Andrew favored his wife over his sons.

"Great-grandpa!"

"Great-grandpa!"



The moment Richard and Fabio entered the room, they saw Chant and happily bounced around toward
him.

"Ah-ha!

Hey, you two! Did you have a good time today?" he asked with a bright smile.

Ashley had called Chant before she took Richard and Fabio out to play.

After all, Ashley could see that Chant liked them very much. He might be waiting for them to come
home in time for dinner.

"Of course. Mommy and Daddy took us to the amusement. We visited the haunted house last. It was
extremely exciting and thrilling."

"Oh, I'm glad to hear that. How are you feeling now? Still hyped and happy?"

"Of course," they two answered in unison. It seemed as if Richard and Fabio were still immersed in
their happy time.

"Come, boys. Tell me exactly what you did today,"

Chant said as he took each of them by the hand on each side.

"Have you had dinner?"

"No," the boys said at the same time and shook their heads.

Andrew wanted to take Ashley home immediately because she was too weak to even stand after going
inside the haunted house attraction.



But they had such a great time that they even forgot about dinner.

Richard and Fabio realized that they had not had dinner yet only now that Chant asked about it.

Immediately, Chant ordered family servants to prepare some food for two kids.

Then, they sat down on the couch and chatted with one another.

Meanwhile, Andrew took Ashley to the bedroom and carefully lay her on the bed. Seeing a little frown
on her tired, sleeping face, he felt a slight pinch in his heart.

It turned out those unrealistic things could really scare her.

After putting Ashley in bed, Andrew turned around to leave. If she woke up, she might need to eat
something. He needed to tell the servants to prepare something.

To his surprise, Ashley rolled toward him and spoke. It seemed that she felt Andrew was about to
leave.

She grabbed Andrew's arm and murmured, "Please don't go."

Andrew thought Ashley was awake. After waiting quietly for a while, he found that she was talking in
her sleep.

"Okay, I won't go," Andrew replied with a smile.

Then he lay beside her for a few moments.

Holding Ashley tightly in his arms, it seemed this was one of the ways that calmed Andrew
down.


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