Married With Mr. Mafia

Got to move, this is absolute!

It should be a happy day for him, he should be calm and peaceful today, it should be so, until finally someone comes to their villa.

He is the one who is currently sitting in front of Gisha and William. An old man with a mustache and partially bleached hair, even so his charisma is still felt. Indeed, the authority of a President never lies.

He was Khan, President Moran Grub, William's grandfather. I don't know what the busy old man meant to come all the way to this villa.

Gisha was calmer, but now her heart is so chaotic and pounding so fast again.

"You don't want to introduce yourself to your daughter-in-law's granddaughter?" His gaze was sharp towards Gisha.

This was the first time Gisha had seen a grandfather who had only been predicted by other members of the Moran family. Because at the wedding of Gisha and William, there was no Grandpa there.

"Oh, I'm Gisha, I'm William's wife. Nice to meet you." Gisha introduces herself respectfully, but the nervousness she feels in her heart slightly messes up her introductions.

"Please don't put too much mental pressure on my wife, it could interfere with our child's development. Gisha pregnant ... My son." William embraces warm Gisha. His voice was cold, his eyes were sharply staring right at the eyes of the grandfather's retina.

Gisha was a little surprised, when he knew from Kitty, that Grandpa was very meritorious and very feared, even by William's own father. No one dared to look him in the eye while speaking, but look at William now? Never mind looking into his eyes, Will even spoke that coldly towards the owner of the famous Moran company.

"Don't lie to me William." Grandfather was no less cold either. Maybe he thinks this is part of William's trick?

"Well to believe it or not, but what are you doing here? Disturbing someone else's honeymoon."

"You're really pregnant?" Grandpa's view focuses on Gisha. He ignored William's warnings. Gisha's death, just being stared at makes him nervous.

"Yes." Yeah." Sometimes a short answer will save you from trouble.

Gisha's heart was beating so fast, she did not expect that her husband still kept the report. Though it was long enough, but still Will save and take it anywhere like a precious treasure.

Grandpa looked at it carefully. "Yes, for today I seem to believe. Then, what are you doing at the top like this when your wife is pregnant?"

"He wants a vacation, he said." William replied relaxed.

"How can you stay with your wife at your base, don't you think that's a danger to her? Moreover, she is pregnant with your child. From tomorrow, move to the main house and stay there.All the comfort and safety of your wife and child, I guarantee. After all, he is my descendant." Grandpa looked at Gisha, meaning her descendant was Gisha's child right?

"No need to bother taking care of my wife and my future children, I can take care of it myself. And I would never let Gisha live there. There he can be more stressed."

'agree!' Gisha said in her heart, for this time she strongly agreed with her husband's opinion. Her husband's family is not friendly people, better Gisha live in a house called headquarters with the people than in the main house of the Moran family.

"It's orders! As long as you still bear the name Moran! My orders are absolute!" Oh my God, Grandpa seems really angry.

"But my wife's comfort is primary." Will also does not want to budge, he knows that his wife will be distressed to be born and inner if settled there.

"The main house was empty, there was only me living there, no other Moran family members." Grandfather was still adamant on his stance.

Will took a long breath. "I'm sorry, baby, I think today we have to give up, okay? I'm gonna find another way to get us out of that house." William kisses Gisha's temple.

The deg!

Grandfather's eyes rounded instantly, he was shocked, really for whatever sake, he could not believe the William he knew gave such a gentle kiss of affection. The William he knew could cut off another person's body without blinking could be that warm. That's the same William, right, who's always heartless?