Gavyn hurriedly got up and patted the soil off his body. Then he said with a goofy smile, "Not too long, only a month."
"I've told you that according to your stamina, your hands would not be able to keep up with your brains if you stopped practicing for even 10 days. Do you even listen to me?" Nathan approached coldly. "What have you been doing for the past month? How did you train when I wasn't around you?"
"No, no, sir, I've been practicing. It's me... Ah, I'm sorry, Sir. I went gambling. You know I have this hobby, I..."
Clap! Clap!
Nathan raised his hand and slapped Gavyn in the face. "You know your body isn't well. Even a week can cause your life to be in danger if your muscles weaken. You can die and no one would care, but who would replace you after you die?"
"Dad, aren't you being too cold-hearted?" Freddie was very protective over Gavyn. He immediately ran in front of him and shielded Gavyn with his hands. "Uncle Gavyn has been with you for so many years. Even if he didn't achieve anything, he worked hard. How can you treat him this way? He didn't do anything wrong."
"No, sir. Your father isn't wrong." Gavyn lowered his head. "Sir, Clarkson has been with you for so many years. You gave me the job and I got hurt for you. My reputation is also because of you. I am your loyal dog. I've always been clear of my identity."
"You!" Nathan was stunned. "Do you think this was what I meant?"
"A leopard can't change his spots." Gavyn's point was on these words. "I know gambling isn't good but I can't control myself. I know my body can't take it even if I stopped practicing for a day but I get tired of doing this for so many years. Lying down is really much more comfortable for me than standing up."
"Are you trying to piss me off?" Nathan pulled Freddie away and grabbed Gavyn's collar tightly with his hands. "I am really a failure. I can't make my son listen to me and I can't make my employee listen to me either!"
"Sir, I didn't mean to..." Gavyn felt helpless.
"You didn't mean to... Ahem, ahem..." Nathan started to cough violently all of a sudden.
Gavyn immediately helped him up. "Sir, sir! Are you alright? Don't be mad, okay? I'll train with you every day from today onwards. I won't let my muscles weaken. I've been eating chicken breast and wheat bread all along."
Nathan pushed him away and turned around to lay on his bed.
This was Freddie's first time seeing his father acting so irrationally and furious to the point he didn't know what to do.
"Sir." Gavyn half knelt down before his bed and said, "This time we came here to... ask you to discipline us. We are your soldiers abroad and we can also be your sword in the country."
"Do you really think that I care about you protecting me?" Nathan didn't even look at him.
"Sir..."
"If it wasn't for Seven, if he didn't suggest for us... I don't even know that you lived such a reckless life when I'm not here!"
Gavyn lowered his head in shame.
At this moment, Freddie finally understood the reason behind his father's anger-Gavyn and the rest were his trusted aides. Instead of saying that his father was worried that no one would be able to replace Gavyn in the future, it was more appropriate to say his father couldn't get used to Uncle Gavyn's absence.
"Gavyn, let Father rest for a while first," Freddie
spoke first.
"This..."
"Get the hell out of here."
"Yes, Sir."
Freddie left the ward with Gavyn. The two of them sat on chairs in the corridor of the hospital.
Gavyn didn't say anything. After a moment of silence, Freddie said, "Uncle Gavyn, you've always supported me in everything in my life. You are very important to me. Of course, to my father as well."
"Our affairs have put you in a difficult spot."
"No, I just feel... that there is a misunderstanding between you two."
A misunderstanding?
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