269 Merry Christmas Part 2 (1/2)

Chapter 269: Merry Christmas Part 2

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

While they were chatting, there were footsteps on the stairs behind them. ”Uncle Tony.”

Twain and Dunn turned at the same time, and then they both stood in amazement.

Shania wore a tight-fitting black dress. The dress hugged closely to Shania's legs, and the layers of ruffles gradually fanned out from her calves, touching the floor. It made her look like a beautiful black lotus flower. She did not wear any other accessories, just that simple black dress. Standing on the stairs, she looked like the model she was.

”I didn't bring any nice clothes, just this dress that I don't usually wear. Is this okay, Uncle Tony?”

”Oh my god ... Shania, are you in a runway show? There's no need to dress like that...” Twain regained his composure.

”You're the one who asked me to wear my most beautiful clothes!” Shania whined.

”Well, it's my fault ... I forgot that you're a model. Honestly, you look good in whatever you wear. Just don't wear that. You could catch a cold.” Twain apologized quickly.

Shania gave a huff, and then lifted the hem of her dress to run upstairs. Her rapid footsteps were incongruent with her dignified and elegant image.

Twain wiped the sweat off his forehead and turned to see Dunn staring at him till he felt somewhat guilty. ”Do I have something on my face?”

Dunn looked away.

When Shania appeared again in front of the two men, she had changed out of her dress into a pair of skinny jeans and long boots, a light beige sweater with a red scarf around her neck, and a silver-gray coat, not yet worn.

”Well...” Twain thought if he had known earlier, he would not ask her to change clothes. After all that back and forth, she was back to her original appearance that she had worn when he saw Shania at the doorstep, except that she did not have that big bag with her now. ”Good! You look nice!”

Shania rolled her eyes at Twain and then looked at Dunn.

Dunn also nodded. ”Very pretty.”

”Let's go, we shouldn't make the host wait.” Twain wanted to quickly end this somewhat embarrassing situation, so he reminded everyone to set off.

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Wood's new home was close to the Wilford training base; he ran to get to the training grounds, unlike the star players, who drove. Therefore, Wood's house was not too far from Twain's place, and the three of them took a stroll over.

Along the way, Shania was very excited and chatty. Twain tried not to make it obvious that he was only half-listening to her, because he now had another headache: when they arrived at Wood's place, how was he going to introduce Shania to Wood's mother, Sophia?

'This is my friend, Shania.'

What is the relationship between me and Shania? It seems a little too unfamiliar to say we're friends. So, if we are not friends, then what are we? Relatives? That's a blatant lie.

As a result, Twain still had not figured out how to introduce Shania by the time they reached Wood's doorstep.

Wood was surprised to see another person when he opened the door. Twain cleared his throat. ”George, this is Judy Shania Jordana. I think you already met in Newcastle?”

Wood nodded, then said to Shania, ”Hello, Merry Christmas.”

Wood was now the Forest team's big star player, but Shania wasn't intimidated. She greeted him with a relaxed smile. ”Hello Wood, Merry Christmas! You'll have to give me an autograph later!”

In the face of such a lively girl, Wood could not refuse; not to mention, Twain had brought her. He nodded somewhat hesitantly. ”Okay, okay.”

Twain chuckled on the side, and Wood gave him a glare before stepping aside to let them enter.

Still busy preparing for dinner, Sophia came out of the kitchen, smiling and ready to welcome Twain and Dunn. She was a little surprised to see Shania, but her expression was fleeting, and no one noticed.

On the way here, Twain gave Shania a brief introduction about Sophia, including the process of how they met. of course, he omitted the part about how the two of them almost slept together within five minutes of their meeting. Even though they did not do anything, it was better not to confuse things by speaking about it. Twain simply buried the matter within.

Apart from him and Sophia, it would be best if no one else knew.

Shania was very happy to meet Sophia. Twain's story, combined with thoughts of her own parents, made her feel very envious of Wood for having a mother like her. Her parents always forced her to do things she didn't want to do, and Wood's mother always wanted Wood to do what he loved.

Because of this contrast, Shania's impression of Sophia was quite favorable. She even bought a shawl as a gift for her along the road there.

Sophia looked at Twain, and then at Shania, who had a bright smile. She smiled and accepted the gift. Then, after a few exchanges of pleasantries, she went back to the kitchen to get busy. Shania offered to help, but Sophia felt that as a guest, Shania should not be helping.