248 Angel of the North Part 1 (1/2)

Chapter 248: Angel of the North Part 1

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

As the Forest team was walking out of the stadium and getting ready to get on the bus after their victory, they saw the fans who had come to support them running towards them. This time, without any prompting from Twain and Kerslake, the players took the initiative and walked towards the fans to sign autographs.

After leaving the press conference, Twain went directly to the parking lot through a side door to meet up with the team. He had just stepped outside when he heard someone calling him. ”Tony!”

”Hey, John.” Tony turned to see Fat John waving to him; then, from behind Fat John's wide body, Shania jumped out.

”Uncle Tony!”

This time, she did not have her pesky cousin Tom beside her. He did not know how Shania had gotten rid of him.

Twain smiled and walked towards her.

”Where's your Cousin?”

Shania pointed to John. ”Uncle John scared him away.”

The fat man scratched his head and said to both of them, ”You guys can have a chat, I'm gonna go get my boys.”

”Thanks, John.” Twain nodded to him, ”I'll buy you a drink when we get back.”

John winked. ”That's what I've been waiting for! Bye, Shania.”

”Bye, Uncle John.” Shania waved to John with her petite hand.

When the other man left, Twain looked at the young girl, whose cheeks were slightly flushed with joy, and smiled. ”Was this your first time watching a live game at the stadium?”

Shania nodded. ”Tom's always wanted me to be a Newcastle United fan, and he always harps on me to come here with him to watch the games. But I always refuse. When I told him I didn't like football, he was shocked, and asked me, 'Are you really a Brazilian?'”

Shania widened her eyes and lowered her voice to imitate Tom's tone and expression, which was so amusing that it made Twain laugh.

Shania giggled when she saw him looking so happy, as if it was an accomplishment.

”Oh, you little imp!” After laughing, Twain was still a little breathless.

Shania stuck her tongue out. ”Will you guys stay here for another night?”

Twain paused for a moment and then shook his head. ”We're going back to Nottingham now. See that bus?” He pointed to the bus in the distance. ”We're going straight from the stadium to the airport.”

Shania was a little disappointed when she heard him say that. ”I thought you guys would stay here one more night...”

”Well, I'd like to as well, but there's a UEFA Europa League game coming up next, and we have to go back and prepare.” Twain also regretted that there were only a few opportunities to come to Newcastle every season. Nowadays, Shania's Aunt Ryan was very strict with her. She had said she would visit Nottingham every weekend this past summer. But in the end, she had not even visited once.

Looking at Shania's pouting, Tang En really could not bear to disappoint her.

Although there were many advanced modes of communication available now with cellphones and video-chats, Tang En still felt that face-to-face communication was more enjoyable.

As he creased his brows in discomfiture, Shania grinned. ”Actually, it's nothing. Either way, we'll meet again at Christmas. I've already discussed it with my parents. This time they won't think that I'm running away from home!”

At the mention of running away, they both laughed. If she had not really run away from home that time, they might never have met in this lifetime.

After laughing, they looked at each other. Although they both knew that it was time to say goodbye, neither wanted to say it first.

Finally, Twain gave in first. He shot a glance at the overcast sky and said to Shania, ”It's going to rain today.”

”Well, I should go back, then.” Shania looked at Twain and nodded.

”Then we'll see you at Christmas, Shania.” said Twain with a smile.

”Yes, see you at Christmas! I've got to head off. It's not nice to keep them waiting for a long time.” She pointed to the team bus. Twain looked back and found that the members of the coaching staff, the players, and even the fans around the bus were watching him and Shania.

He cleared his throat and secretly cursed the group of busybodies. He deliberately looked serious. ”No, I'm their boss. If I tell them to wait, they have to wait!”

”But the plane waits for no man.”

She was right. Twain rubbed his nose. ”In that case, it's really goodbye for now, Shania.”