Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica)

Chapter 113

Oliver was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and kissed Jessica gently on the forehead.

"Why are you here? The kitchen is full of cooking oil fume. Hurry up and go upstairs."

In the past, her mother told her that there were many things a girl could do. In the future, she should

never trap herself in the kitchen. She knew that she had never been interested in cooking.

"It's so boring for you to cook here alone. I'll be here for you. Do you need any help?"

"I'm good. You may go and put on more clothes."

Oliver saw her come down in her pajamas. The heat was always on in the room, but it was chilly winter.

"I'm not cold at all. My hands are warm."

As she spoke, Jessica held Oliver's face and pinched his cheek archly.

Only when Oliver was young, his mother, Maggie, had teased him like this. He did not expect Jessica

to do this to him.

He used to hate it when people touched his head or pinched his face. But Jessica, standing on her

toes, was rubbing his hair and pinching his face. Suddenly, he felt very satisfied.

He put down the things in his hands and then wrapped Jessica in his arms. It felt good to warm each

other.

He whispered in her ear, "Thank you for being with me."

The two made out for a while. When they heard the soup in the pot growling, Oliver let go of Jessica. "It

will be ready soon. If you feel bored, go watch TV."

Jessica went to the living room, turned on the TV, and it was on the financial channel.

The host said the stock price of the Williams Group was soaring. And there's a male guest noting the

recent personnel changes of the group.

In particular, the host mentioned that Lambert, the star of the art world, had joined the Williams Group

in a high-profile way.

Photos of Lambert and videos of his art exhibitions were also on TV.

Jessica was watching attentively.

When Oliver came in, the news about the Williams Group was just over.

"What TV show are you watching?"

"Is Lambert your elder brother or younger brother?" Jessica asked with her eyes wide open.

Oliver was stunned for a moment. "Why do you want to ask him?"

He didn't know whether Jessica remembered anything.

"I saw him on TV just now. He looks a little similar to you and your names are nearly the same.

Naturally, I thought he was one of your family."

It turned out that she saw him on TV. It seemed that Oliver was thinking too much.

"He's my half-brother."

Jessica said, "Oh," as if she had asked a question that was not very appropriate.

Because when she asked her grandma why her father didn't come to visit her when she was sick, her

grandma told her that her father remarried after her mother passed away, and there was a stepsister

about the same age as her, so he probably had an affair long ago.

Her family was far from rich but was still messy, not to mention a big family like the Williams Family.

The market value of the shares mentioned on TV just now shocked her. How could she marry Oliver

with such an honor?

"I just saw on TV that he was also a famous painter. Your families are all so outstanding."

Oliver smiled. "Dinner is ready. Let's go."

After dinner, Oliver offered to take her to the yard.

It was more than Jessica couldn't wish.

During the day, when she went out, Winnie followed behind. Without knowing anything, she felt

extremely bored.

If Oliver took her around, she could ask him more about the story in the big family.

When she came back from the hospital, she felt that the first floor was way too different from the

second floor.

The first floor was in a luxurious baroque style, and the second floor was the standard minimalism

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The second floor, in fact, was in line with man's aesthetic, simple and grandeur.

All the servants didn't know anything about the different styles between the first floor and the second

floor. They just knew that it was like this when they came here and was renovated every year.

Jessica went upstairs and put on a long down jacket, which covered her whole body. Before she left,

Oliver asked her to put on the gloves.

This man cherished her like she was so precious.

They walked along the artificial lake in the courtyard.

In the cold winter, there were no bright flowers on either side, only some green dotted on the path.

Oliver took her to a green field. "This is a hibiscus garden. But it's too cold now. The flowers have

already fallen off."

"I didn't expect you to like flowers." Jessica held his arm and smiled.

"This is my mother's favorite flower during her lifetime. Ever since she died, I've changed here to a

hibiscus garden to commemorate her."

Only then did Jessica understand that Oliver was introducing her mother-in-law.

She turned off her smile. "I'm sorry to remind you of something sad."

On their way back, Oliver told her a lot about his mother, Maggie. Only then did she understand the

decoration on the first floor was kept to the style which Maggie liked.

"Let's go see your mother another day," Jessica said.

She could tell that the man in front of her spoke more than usual when he was talking about his mother.

So she assumed that the relationship between him and his mother was the best.

She herself was the same. She only remembered things before her mother passed away. It was the

memory deep in her heart. Even if she forgot everything, she could not forget her mother and her

grandparents who loved her the most.

That night, Oliver seemed to have said more than he had said in a year.

Jessica knew that he wanted her to get to know him as soon as possible.

The next day was Saturday and Oliver didn't go to work.

He took Jessica out early in the morning to go shopping.

Jessica knew that he was busy with work. But ever since she was in the hospital, he seemed to have

been with her all the time.

Now that she had recovered, she did not want to waste his time.

"Oliver, go do your own thing. I can go shopping with Winnie."

"I'll go shopping with you. I want to decorate your study with you."

He was telling the truth because it was only after Jessica left that he realized that they had never done

anything together for the family except sleep in the same bed. Not even a single memory was left.

So, he cherished every minute, every second he spent with her.

He was afraid that when he woke up the next day, Jessica would remember everything. He didn't know

if he would have the chance to do these things again.

Jessica couldn't dissuade him, so she had to get into the car with him.

Simon was driving.

Ever since Jessica got in the car, she kept looking out the window at the scenery and when she saw

something interesting, she would ask Oliver to join her, acting like a child.

Simon saw the cute couple, without any grudges, like an ordinary one. He felt so happy for them deep

down in his heart.

Oliver used to be like a robot who only knew working. Only with his wife was he especially human.