Chapter 393 - Escape from the reality... (1/2)

But before they could response to her, a voice stopped them on their tracks, ”Are you guys really planning to have dinner without me?”

The voice seemed to be quite familiar to everyone. The elders who were laughing till then and making fun of them, paused in their actions suddenly.

Their heartbeat fastened after hearing the voice of the man which had become a lot huskier than before.

Although all of them were still in shock but they never tried to turn their faces towards the person whose sudden question made them root into their places.

Whereas the younger clan was just watching their parents excitedly, again sitting on the floor as if they had made it their only home or more like a gallery to witness the upcoming drama of tears and smiles..

Andrew who was standing near the stairs, kept looking on his father and other family members who was still in their stupor to say something or move from there.

Holding Lisa's wrist, he slowly walked towards and them and stood in front of the elders so that they were able to see his face without turning their bodies to him.

”Dad, Uncle, Aunty, will you guys have your dinner without me? I won't let it happen. Today, Mom had made one of my most favourite dishes. So I'm not missing my dinner despite your protest.” Andrew said to make them come out of the trance.

And it worked, all of them except the youngsters and Mrs. Jones stared at Andrew in horror as if they had seen some ghost.

Actually, Andrew was not less than a ghost for them right now. As he had already died six years ago according to them, so seeing him completely fit and fine after so many years was quite unbelievable for all of them.

Their eyes were conveying that they had still not registered the idea of Andrew being here and thinking it to be a dream.

However, few minutes later, when they finally came out of their stupor, a chill ran down from their spines.

And the next moment, questions of uncertainty started bombarding on him.

”Andrew.. You are really here?” Mr. Morgan who was Louis' father asked with confusion.

”Am I seeing the right or my eyes are just playing a trick on me?” Mrs. Wilson asked, still couldn't believe her eyes.

Andrew just smiled at them and said calmly, ”Yes.. I'm truly here. And none of your eyes are playing tricks on you.”

Saying it, he looked at his father expectantly and asked, ”Dad, will you not give a hug to your son after six years? I know I did a grave mistake of hiding my existence from all of you..

But Dad, please don't stand their like a statue. Talk to me, shout on me, slap me or beat me. You can do whatever you want but just for once, give me a hug, Dad..”

As soon as those words left from Andrew's mouth, Mr. Jones pulled Andrew towards him and engulfed him in a bone crushing hug.