Mrs. and Mr. Smith novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167: Chapter 167: Dual Cultivation Physique?_l

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“Clare, watch your language!” William Richardson reprimanded with a serious face.

The girl called Clare didn’t care at all. She ran to Ethan Smith’s side, looked him up and down, then muttered, “Nothing special, he looks just average, even a bit old.

“Clare, stop talking nonsense! Call him brother!” William Richardson quickly scolded.

Ethan Smith couldn’t help but feel a mix of laughter and tears. He looked at

William and asked, “Uncle William, is this your daughter?”

William forced a bitter smile and said, “Yes, I spoiled her too much. Ethan, please don’t take it personally.”

“It’s fine.” Ethan shook his head.

Then, Ethan looked at Clare and said, “From the way you talk, it seems like you and Emily are quite close?”

“Of course! My sister Emily treats me so well!” Clare proudly declared.

Ethan nodded slightly. Since she had a good relationship with Emily Taylor, he naturally would not mistreat her.

“Alright, Clare, go back to your room. I’m going to have a chat with your brother Ethan,” William waved.

After sending Clare away, William spoke in a deep voice, “Because of my work back then, Clare’s mother passed away in an accident. I’ve been feeling guilty for her all these years, which has led to her temper and stubborn personality.”

Ethan nodded. Children who grew up in single-parent families were somewhat pitiable to some extent.

“Come, let’s have dinner.” William picked up the wine glass.

After drinking two bottles of white wine, William, who had spent many years in the battle zone, had an incredibly high alcohol tolerance. He showed no signs of drunkenness other than a slightly flushed face.

After dinner, William stood up and said, “It’s getting late, Ethan. Why don’t you go and have a look at Clare’s room?” Ethan shook his head and said, “I already know what the problem is.”

“Oh?” William was surprised.

Ethan said, “Clare isn’t sick. She’s been entangled by some filthy thing, but I’m not exactly sure what.”

A frown creased William’s brow as he said solemnly, “Someone else has said that too, but I don’t believe in supernatural things. But since you mentioned it, I do have some doubts.”

Ethan laughed, “That’s normal. You’ve been in the battle zone for years, and your body is filled with righteous energy, so basically, filthy things can’t entangle you easily. But it might not be the same case for Clare.”

With that, Ethan got up and walked towards Clare’s room.

When they reached the door, Ethan said, “Uncle William, please wait for me outside.’

“Alright.” William nodded.

After entering Clare’s room, Ethan restrained his breath and closed the door.

Clare was lying on the bed playing with her phone. Seeing Ethan, she immediately bounced up.

“What are you doing? It’s not appropriate for an old man to enter a young girl’s room, is it?” Clare rolled her eyes.

Ethan was at a loss for words and said helplessly, “You have some filthy stuff on you. Don’t you know that?”

“Pfft.” Clare gave him a big eye-roll.

“Come on, uncle, what century is this? You still believe in those old beliefs? You’re so outdated!” Clare simply didn’t believe what Ethan said.

Ethan jokingly said, “Then why do you have nightmares every night?”

“Nightmares don’t mean anything. It just proves that I’m too tired and stressed lately.” Clare pretended to sigh with an air of maturity, looking quite comical.

Ethan sat down beside Clare, saying, “You really do have something filthy on you, and it’s terrifying.”

“Pfft, call it out, and let me see! I’ll punch it to death with one fist!” Clare clenched her little fists angrily.

Ethan fell silent for a moment before saying, “Do you really want to see?” “Yeah, if you can call it out, I’ll watch, and watch closely!” Clare said earnestly.

“Alright, but don’t be scared later,” Ethan laughed.

“Pfft, as if it’s real.” Clare rolled her eyes again.

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