Marriage With A Evil Heart

By the time I got home, Charles had long since woken up and was playing with his grandmother in the living room.

And Hilda and Edith were busy, chatting happily as they worked.

I immediately got into character and deliberately asked, “Why are you preparing so many dishes, are you expecting guests at home?”

My mom said absently while teasing the child, “Your dad might be bringing a friend back, right? In the afternoon, he sent me a message to prepare some home-cooked food and deliberately said to make some specialty dishes.”

I washed my hands and went over to tease Charles a bit, the little guy babbling at me with his teeth bared in a cute way.

That little expression amused us all, and he himself squinted his little eyes and giggled a fake laugh with us and wiggled his little butt.

It’s only his small eyes that make me lament, “All of us in the family have big eyes and double eyelids, and he’s the only one who still has a pair of small eyes that don’t look like anyone’s!”

My mom looked at him and praised him while smiling, “Small eyes are good, focusing and looking good! People with single eyelids have a kind of spirit!”

I bristled and looked at my mom with a cozy look on my face and said, “Mom, you’re too unprincipled, aren’t you? He has no flaws in your eyes!”

My mom immediately added, “There are plenty of examples of people who grew up and went to sleep and woke up with double eyelids and big eyes!”

“Really?” I asked.

My mom looked unimpressed, “Of course it’s true! Besides, who says our Charles isn’t good looking? Who dares to say he’s not a little handsome?”

Hilda’s immediately chimed in, “Mrs. Smith, you’re absolutely right, Charles is indeed a handsome little man!”

It’s nice to be happy as a family, if not … Hi! Why am I thinking of this hypothetical again.

It really seems like I need to do what my dad said and hurry up and get it over with and end all this misery!

My mom and I were having a conversation and the atmosphere was quite cordial, and not long after that, there was talk from the doorway and my dad walked in with Blake.

My mom immediately got up to welcome him, “Oh my! So it’s Mr. Rowe, Bruce didn’t tell me clearly, he just said he had a friend over for dinner, but it turns out to be Mr. Rowe, what an honored guest!”

“Mrs. Smith, excuse me!” Blake’s warm voice came before he handed over the gift in his hand, looking at me like I was simply dumbfounded.

When did this whole gift thing happen?

Look at me in a daze!

My mom’s acting skills are the most perfect, as soon as she turned around and saw me still standing in the same place, she immediately waved to me, not forgetting to warmly say to Blake, “This is my daughter, Daisy, who is settled in Newport, and she is bringing her children back for vacation! Daisy, let me introduce you to Jerome, the young and talented head of RONE Group!”NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

I marveled, my mom knows a lot, no wonder she acted so skillfully, it is obvious, they are also familiar with it!

It’s a moment that I don’t even know how much more there is to it than I realize.