Chapter 789: Chapter 486: Losing Her Composure at Sweet Talk
A lifetime, what a huge promise that is.
She looked at him and smiled, resting her head on his shoulder.
"I know I’ve been acting a bit strange lately.
Give me some time, and I’ll slowly get myself back on track."
"You’re not strange, it’s okay, don’t pressure yourself.
I’ve asked around, and all new moms act a bit off for a while.
It’s a normal thing.
You haven’t been unreasonable or desperate, you have no idea how happy that makes me.
So don’t give yourself too much pressure.
Trust me, no matter what happens, we can get through it together, hand in hand."
Ivy Miller nodded resolutely: "Mm."
She trusts him, and will continue to trust him forever.
Henry Sullivan’s focus slowly shifted back to the military.
During the six months, during the day Ivy Miller took care of the baby with Nanny Moon.
With Henry Sullivan’s encouragement, she slowly emerged from the gloom of childbirth, returning to being the carefree and resilient Ivy Miller of the past.
When the weather was good and there was no smog, she would take Nanny Moon and the child downstairs to bask in the sun.
Over time, she also started to hear a lot of gossip.
After dinner, Ivy Miller asked Henry Sullivan mysteriously, "Uncle, I heard that your unit recently transferred a key person from the grassroots, and you get along quite well?"
Henry Sullivan gave her a glance: "Wow, you’re well-informed."
"Didn’t I tell you? Every day in the family quarters there’s a group of women who walk their babies and gossip.
Sitting among them every day, any fresh news is delivered to our ears first."
Henry Sullivan raised an eyebrow: "That person wanted to give you a surprise, but it seems there’s no chance now.
Indeed, where there’s women, there’s gossip."
"This isn’t gossip, it’s... friendly inquiry, okay?
Uncle, who is it, who’s been transferred and wanted to surprise me?"
"You’re so clever, you can’t guess yourself?"
"Uncle, you better not tell me it’s Wesley Zenith."
Henry Sullivan laughed heartily: "Why can’t it be Wesley Zenith?"
"It’s not that it can’t, I’m just surprised, it’s really him."
Henry Sullivan nodded: "I helped transfer him."
"Why?"
Henry Sullivan threw off the towel and got into bed: "Well, you know, our old unit is a great place to develop skills, but not so great for finding a partner.
Old Wesley has been there for ten years, and in those ten years, his life hasn’t changed at all.
Plus, after I was transferred, there was no one left there he could talk to.
So he called me to ask if I could do him this favor.
I thought, we dominated there for too long, it’s time for newcomers to have a chance.
So, I helped him out.
Mainly because Wesley Zenith has achieved good results, no unit would refuse someone with his talent."
Ivy Miller scratched her brow and laughed: "This is really... quite a coincidence.
Hey, Uncle, didn’t he want to solve a personal problem? I have a good candidate around me.
Quickly invite him over for dinner at our place, I’ll introduce someone to him."
"What kind of international joke are you cracking now?"
"What do you mean, how am I joking? I’m serious, look... isn’t my good friend Chloe Wilder quite nice?"
"That girl... is a bit difficult."
"Why?" Ivy Miller wasn’t convinced, Chloe is such a nice girl.
If she and Wesley Zenith could work out, they could live together in this military compound, it would be great.
"I think she’s a bit afraid of soldiers, every time she sees me she acts like a mouse seeing a cat, trying to escape.
Sometimes I wonder, am I someone who eats people or what."
Hearing Henry Sullivan speak so aggrievedly, Ivy Miller almost spat out her water laughing.
Her uncle is just too cute.
"Uncle, I’ve already told you, it’s not that Chloe is afraid of soldiers, she’s afraid of you.
Whenever you see my friends, you always have a stern face, not just Chloe, but Sian and Fancy are afraid of you too."
Henry Sullivan gave her a side-eye: "I don’t eat people."
"Yeah, we all know you don’t eat people, but you’re not very friendly either."
"What am I to be friendly with a group of young girls."
Ivy Miller patted him on the shoulder: "Uncle, whatever the case, you’ve really misunderstood Chloe.
I can vouch for her character, Chloe is definitely a good girl from a good family.
The only thing that worries me about introducing her to Wesley Zenith is whether Wesley would bully Chloe."
Henry Sullivan shook his head: "I can’t guarantee that, Wesley is a good person.
But I haven’t seen him in a romantic relationship, so I’m not sure how he’d perform in that context.
But his character, I can vouch for."
Ivy Miller’s eyes twinkled: "Oh, Uncle, let’s give it a try.
I’ve never been a matchmaker in my life.
Let’s practice with Chloe and Wesley Zenith first.
I feel they suit each other well, Chloe may speak sharply, but she has a kind heart.
Didn’t you say Wesley Zenith has a very good character too?
"This is truly a match made in heaven."
Ivy Miller’s words made Henry Sullivan pause before nodding, "Alright then, let’s settle this.
Tomorrow night, I’ll invite old Wesley, and you bring your classmate over."
"Alright, it’s decided quickly just like that."
Henry Sullivan glanced at the crib, "Hey, the child is asleep. Shall we get some exercise?"
Ivy Miller pursed her lips, "Uncle, you’re really not like how you appear on the surface."
"How am I different?"
"On the surface, you seem like a good family man, but... deep down, you’re secretly flirtatious."
Henry Sullivan flipped over and pinned her down, "Where do you get all these new terms to throw at me? I can’t worry about that now, let’s get started."
Ivy Miller suppressed a laugh, "Let’s get started then."
Early the next morning, Henry Sullivan went to his workplace, and Ivy Miller called Chloe Wilder to talk about introducing her to someone.
Chloe Wilder had been going on so many blind dates that she felt like she was about to puke. Upon hearing Ivy Miller’s matchmaking plan, she was immediately overwhelmed, "Sister, spare me, please. I plan to take a few months break before resuming my blind date journey."
"Wow, have you had a change of heart and decided to give the unmarried men a break?"
"Shut up, I’m just mentally exhausted and need some spiritual nourishment."
Ivy Miller burst into laughter, "Spiritual nourishment, huh? I think it’s more like a spiritual poison."
"Alright, alright, I’ve noticed ever since you had your baby, you’ve morphed into a devil.
Talking with you is a sure way to get pissed off before you can hang up.
I’m telling you, I still have to work, there’s a pile of translation materials, and I’m about to puke."
Ivy Miller laughed heartily, "You have my deepest sympathy and condolences."
"Shut up, not accepted, goodbye."
"Hey, wait, wait," Ivy Miller took a deep breath, "Alright, alright, I’ve changed.
The unserious Ivy Miller has been driven away by me.
Now I’m serious, I’m telling you, I’m really introducing you to someone.
Come to my house for dinner tonight, you two can meet."
"What for?"
"A soldier, didn’t I mention before? The deputy commander from Uncle’s old unit."
"No way... It’s hard enough getting your captain back from there.
What, do you want to send me over as a replacement?"
Ivy Miller burst into laughter, "What are you thinking? I’m inviting you to my house for a blind date with Wesley."
"I heard you."
"My house."
Chloe Wilder thought for a while, "What’s up with your house?"
"Oh dear, you should stop eating walnuts and eat pig brains to boost yours.
Wesley Zenith is also coming to my house for dinner tonight.
You think, how could a grassroots soldier come to my house otherwise."
"Right, is he on vacation?"
"Oh, sister, alright, alright, I beg you, I’m defeated, isn’t that enough?
Just this little thing took so much effort from you, Wesley Zenith was reassigned to our uncle’s current unit.
If things work out between you two, we’ll be neighbors in the same military housing complex."
"Really?" Chloe Wilder felt a bit interested.
"Why would I lie to you? It’s not like anyone gives me a bonus for lying to people.
But if you’re really against meeting, then fine.
I recall that another girl said she’s still single, so I’ll..."
"Don’t you dare," Chloe Wilder exclaimed, "If you dare let this man slip away, watch how I deal with you."
"Spare me, heroine; I’ll wait for you at home tonight, alright?"
Chloe Wilder raised an eyebrow, "That’s more like it. Alright, this heroine needs to work harder for my life’s important matter so I can get off early today.
You stay home and look after the baby, take good care of my darling Ivy."
"Alright, don’t worry, the little ancestor is asleep next to me."
After hanging up, Ivy Miller called Henry Sullivan to report her progress.
Upon hearing that Wesley Zenith also confirmed to attend tonight’s blind date, Ivy Miller could almost smell the scent of romance in the air.
Great, "Uncle, I’ll cook tonight."
"You?"
"Yeah, I’m in a good mood today, I want to show off a little."
"Uh, no, please spare everyone.
I wouldn’t want those two to end up with food poisoning on such a great day."
Ivy Miller frowned, "Uncle, is it really okay to belittle your wife like that?"
"Don’t you think it’s a compliment to myself?"
"What..." Ivy Miller frowned, unsure what it had to do with him.
"Because I pamper you, so after marriage, you don’t even need to know how to cook.
Isn’t that wonderful? I’m a good husband who spoils his wife."
Hearing Henry Sullivan say that, Ivy Miller’s face blossomed into a smile.
Who said her uncle couldn’t talk sweetly?
If he really tried, it would scare everyone on the bus.
She truly forgot the issue of her inability to cook just now.
Women are indeed strange creatures that fall apart at hearing sweet words.