Grumpy Old Man Family Guy Novels & Stories

He begged her, but there's no change in her expression. "If you love her and she is very special to you, then no one in this family going against your happiness." A solemn voice echoed in the living room. They all turned their head and saw that an old man was standing in the doorway. The old man was his late seventy, he had fox-like eyes, he had grey hair, but very few wrinkles were on his face. Seeing his stiff body, it could be said that he took care of his body very well, despite his age.

"Lucy. How good it feels to see you again. How's your hand now? I heard you got the cast removed." "It's getting better now." Tyler asked, "Did you forget your grandson after getting a granddaughter?" The old guy smiled at Tyler and gave him a hug and turned to me asking, "Did he take care of you well?" "He did." "You can be honest with me. Did he leave you and go to his company?" I smiled and said, "He was there with me all the time to the point I got annoyed with the closeness." The old guy laughed out loud and took a seat on his couch saying, "That's good to hear."

He didn't have any choice when Jackie lifted her phone and smiled at the camera, so a cringe smile was unexpectedly plastered on his face while Jackie has this glamorous face on the picture. I rolled my eyes and winced but deep inside I'm beaming. Classic Jackie. I noticed a picture of an old man on a picture frame beside the television which I think is the grandfather of Zack. He's a little younger in the picture which I think he was in his 50's? He had black hair with some evident shade of gray. He had an innocent face and looked so decent and conscientious. And I admit even with that age he still looked well and charismatic.

I mumbled nonchalantly and Grim quickly rose up off of me. "Shit, the old man wasn't bluffing," he said rather perturbed. I raised the corner of my lip and glared at him. He looked down and chuckled. "It's fine little momma, I'm sure we'll be great parental figures," he said cheerfully and I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, my wife passed away a few years ago, and only my son and I are left. But my son is too disappointing. He is gambling and doesn't do anything serious all day. I'm so worried." Old Man Lyu sighed and said. Speaking of this disappointing son, he felt ashamed. "Uncle, don't be too sad. It's really hard to quit gambling." Zhou Tian said to Old Man Lyu. "Yes, I really hope that I have never had this son, so as not to be so annoying now." Old Man Lyu said helplessly. While Zhou Tian was chatting with Old Man Lyu, there was a commotion outside the yard. The crowd was in a mess, and some people were cursing. Judging from the footsteps, there were at least six or seven people who broke into the

Meanwhile, in New York, in the United States. It was now morning in the financial center that was Manhattan. In a conference room on the top floor of a skyscraper, an old man in his seventies was cursing furiously at seven to eight people. He roared, “I just can’t understand how an old man who’s been sent to the hospital can evaporate into thin air! They are all a bunch of fucking losers! Garbage!” The shouting man was Jordan’s eldest son, Spencer Fox.

The old man yelled throwing the newspaper at the man standing in front of him. "There is no need for that Grandpa, I already brought home my fiancee. Or rather my wife, the woman I chose to marry is right here. Gary you don't have to find the information, I will provide you with everything you need. Grandpa." Dylan muttered in a nor so bothered voice, if the old man was furious previously then he was fast and furious now.

I replied and laughed softly. "Why? Aren't you old yet?" he jokingly muttered which made me frown. "So, you mean, I look old?" He nodded with a wide grin on his lips. He is obviously teasing me. "Hey! For your information, I'm only twenty-nine! You’re the one that’s already old here because you're two years older than me!" I yelled at him and gave him a death glare. "Yeah right," he surrendered and even raised both of his hands. "Where is your husband by the way? So you won’t be sulking there anymore."

“You’re not keeping your end of the bargain! Do you know who I am? I’ll make you feel worse than death!” “Ha, you’re just the precious daughter of the Navy General. You’re so spoiled! I’m trying to be civil with everyone here. Are you sure you two want it the hard way?” The old man’s face changed abruptly, no longer genial like he was before. He was old with wrinkles all over his face. By then, he looked like a scary witch. Dior was somehow scared. She did not expect this old man to be unafraid of the Granger family!

The old man yelled throwing the newspaper at the man standing in front of him. "There is no need for that Grandpa, I already brought home my fiancee. Or rather my wife, the woman I chose to marry is right here." "Gary you don't have to find the information, I will provide you with everything you need. Grandpa." Dylan muttered in a not-so-bothered voice, if the old man was furious previously then he was fast and furious now.