He had to eat something now before he thought of how to get the watch back tomorrow.
Having made up his mind, he quickly rolled up his sleeves and trousers, left the room and went downstairs to ask Lukas if there was any food he could eat.
When he got downstairs, the first person he bumped into was Victor.
Victor glanced at his own watch and raised an eyebrow at Joey.
What are you doing here at this time? You should be in bed! He looked at
Joey and recognized the pajamas on him as his. He was a little surprised to see Joey dressed in his pajamas.
Joey blinked, wondering what he should say. He was about to say something when his stomach decided to let itself known again.
Grr
The sound was loud enough for the both of them to hear, reminding
Joey of why he came down in the first place.
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Feeling embarrassed, Joey touched the tip of his nose and his ears turned red. In a low voice, he mumbled, I came down because Im hungry. I want some food.
Half an hour later
Sitting at the dining table, Joey would swing his head in the direction of the kitchen from time to time. From where he sat, he could only vaguely see a tall figure manning the kitchen.
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After a while, Victor finally came out with a bowl of steaming noodles in his hand.
Here you are. Victor placed the food in front of the child.
Dont eat too much at night. Its not good for your stomach. After this, you can go to bed. Then, he turned around to leave.
But after one step, his feet were glued to the floor. He felt a tug on the hem of his shirt. Joey held onto it tightly and the once perfectly ironed shirt became wrinkly.
Victor never liked others touching him. And the boy in front of him was Odins son. He ought to leave without looking back.
But when he caught sight of Joeys little hand tightly clenching his shirt, he didnt pull it away. Victor just frowned slightly and asked,
What else can I do for you?
Where are you going? Noticing the indifference in his eyes, Joey pursed his lips and remembered what Maria had told him.
She said that his biological father, the man in front of him, had wanted to kill him and his mother with his own hands.
Thinking of this, Joey immediately let go of him.
Perhaps because he felt it in his blood, or perhaps because he was too hungry that he saw Victor in a different light. Seeing that his father went through the trouble of cooking for him as soon as he heard he was hungry, Joey felt that he wanted to get to know the man better.
Joey shook his head.