I Rented A Billionaire Husband

Chapter 093 Family

"Mom, I don't want you guys to worry, besides, I can handle it, I can't ask you guys to help me with the

slightest thing, right?"

"When I was a child, you and my father taught me that I could handle my own affairs and ask my family

for help if I couldn't handle it."

Delilah was speechless at her daughter's words.

The couple is raising their children with a strong focus on their independence.

No, a pair of children are raised by them to be too independent.

Something happened and did not tell the family.

If she hadn't been able to surf the Internet, she wouldn't have known that her daughter's store had

been trashed by a love interest.

"Is that Miss Stone's family rich and powerful?"

Delilah asked with concern.

Not waiting for her daughter to answer, she sighed again, "Livvy, as you can see, our family is such a

family, although not poor, but when it comes to the powerful family, we are at a disadvantage."

"If anything happens to you, Mom and Dad won't be able to help you."

"This is still the bullying of outsiders, if your in-laws bully you, they the Kennedys powerful and

influential, Mom and Dad are afraid that they will not even have the opportunity to know."

The daughter was killed, lying to them that it was possible to die of illness.

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It won't happen like that!

Delilah hurriedly pooh-poohed it in her mind.

I am afraid that my imagination will turn out to be true.

"Mom, don't get carried away, Jenson said his family is very nice to get along with, that night, Mom also

met his grandparents and a cousin, don't you think they are very nice to get along with?"

"That's meeting, not getting along, getting along is what causes conflicts."

Olivia smiled, "Mom, don't worry, I can handle the relationship between my mother-in-law and

daughter-in-law. I grew up watching how you and my grandmother got along, are you still worried that I

won't be able to handle the relationship between my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?"

"Your grandmother is a very nice person to get along with, unlike other mothers-in-law. It's the mothers-

in-law in the gentry who are really hard to get along with."

"Mom."

"OK, OK, OK, I know you don't like to hear it, go wash your hands and you can eat when your dad gets

back."

Olivia Oh.

Turn around and go wash your hands.

"Mom."

"Say it."

Delilah started stir-frying the greens.

"Jenson asked me something. He asked me what would happen if I wasn't your and Dad's real

daughter."

Delilah froze, and all the movements of her hands stopped.

Quickly, she returned to her normal self and said, "How come you're not Mom and Dad's real daughter

and how come Jenson is asking you things like that?"

Delilah's heart swept with panic at the thought of the Kennedy family's power.

Could it be that the Kennedys investigated the family and found out that Olivia is not their biological

daughter?

But this is so secretive, and the timing of the contact is also very coincidental, on this side she just died

of her own daughter, and on the other side, her husband picked up Olivia.

The two children are about the same age.

Putting her daughter's clothes on Olivia, even she thought it was her daughter again.

Having raised Olivia for almost twenty-four years, Delilah has long considered this daughter her own.

Apart from the family, no one in the village knew about it.

"I had the same dream twice, and when I talked to him about it, he asked me something like that."

Olivia washed her hands, came over and tried to grab the food, but her mother slapped her hand away.

"Have chopsticks you can't use?"

Olivia smiled cheekily, turned around and went to get a pair of chopsticks and said while eating the

food: "I dreamt of a crazy woman, forty something, good looking, she always called me baby, and I felt

affectionate when I saw her."

"In the dream, her baby was carried away by someone else and she was crying so hard that I woke up

with tears on my pillowcase."

Olivia talks and finds her mother dazed.

"Mom?"

Olivia stopped pinching her food to eat.

Mothers react like this ......

She's not really the Moores' daughter, is she?

Jenson wouldn't ask her a question like that for no reason.

They are rich and can know a lot of things that ordinary people don't know.

"Mom, what are you thinking about?"

Delilah snapped back to her senses and busily served the sauteed greens on a plate.

Then pour a ladle of water into the pot and start washing the pot.

"You've always loved to dream, and when you wake up you like to weave your dreams into yours."

Delilah said while brushing the pot, "You are mom's own daughter, mom still had a difficult delivery

when she gave birth to you, the midwife still remembers you."

Olivia said matter-of-factly, "That's what I said when Jenson asked me that, how could I not be Mom's

real daughter?"

"It's possible that the crazy woman I dreamt about was my mother in a previous life."

The answer is in the mind.

She, indeed, may not be born of her parents.

Whatever.

She grew up in this house, the family loves her, mom and dad say she is biological, then she is

biological.

If her real parents do come looking for her, she will have to ask them why they abandoned her in the

first place.

Now that you have abandoned it, don't come back to her and ruin the good life she has today.

Just, in combination with the dream.

She, who should not be abandoned, is most likely to be trafficked.

Really abducted, if the biological parents to find ...... she could not be ruthless enough to ignore.

Ugh, so annoying!

How is she not the Moores' daughter?

The family treats her better than her own.

"Olivia is back, right?"

Deacon's words came through.

He came in carrying a bag with two fast food boxes inside.

"Dad."

"Hey, it's back. Dad bought your favorite pork with preserved plums, and sweet and sour pork, and it's

still hot."

Deacon said as he brought the plates, cleaned them, and then poured the packaged pork and pork ribs

onto two plates.

"It smells so good."

Olivia came over, the chopsticks in her hand landed nonchalantly on the buttoned pork, and took a

piece of it into her mouth.

"Mmm, delicious, but not as good as Dad's own buckwheat."

"You suddenly came back today, Dad was too late to do, tomorrow, tomorrow Dad went to buy some

vegetables back, personally make buckle meat for you to eat, your grandmother planted taro also dug,

just for you to make taro buckle meat."

"Thanks Dad."

How can such a good parent not be a real one?

Even if it's not her own, she still has to treat it as her own filial piety.

They really did give their hearts to her.

"Is Jenson coming to pick you up?"

Deacon casually asked, "Dad more whole buckwheat, you guys bring it back to eat when you go back

to town."

"I told him to come back on Sunday to pick me up, that Dad more whole, I brought back to get him to

eat, to ensure that he later and I crave Dad whole buckwheat."

"OK."

Deacon responded readily.

He did not ask about his daughter's store, nor did he say that his son-in-law was the head of the richest

family.

When his daughter came back, he made her good food and drinks especially for her, so that she could

eat happily.

As for the matter of her daughter accidentally marrying into the city's number one family, Deacon felt

that God had arranged it in such a way that it had its own providence.

He goes with the flow.