Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica)

Chapter 126

The painting that Jessica wanted to give Oliver was finished. She wanted to go out and find a mounting

shop to frame it.

Before she went out, there were guests at home.

Sally came over and gave Henry a gift for gratitude.

It was a set of Zamani's top fine brush. Jessica picked it up and fondled it admiringly.

She didn't even want to go out, she soaked her brush and began to try it. The brush wrote well.

The brush she used to draw was bought casually in a store outside. It was indeed the brush from

Henry's, which was the most suitable one for her.

"Thank you, Sally."

"Mr. Zamani told me to come over and give it to you. He's very grateful that you saved his life before."

"By the way, Mr. Zamani knows me. He knows my name."

"Yes, he used to be friends with your grandfather, so of course, he knew you."

"I see. Maybe when I used to draw, I used Zamani's brush, because when I first got it and used it, I

somehow felt familiar, as if this scene had happened many years ago."

Sally did not dare to continue. She was afraid that if she said too much to go stirring up Jessica's bad

memories, which must be big trouble.

"Jessica, do you like your current state?"

"I like to stay with Oliver, but I will be a little bored after he leaves for work. I plan to go to work after we

have a child so that I can move forward side by side like a man. Otherwise, if one keeps moving

forward and one doesn't move, the gap between them will get bigger and bigger until they can't see

each other anymore."

Sally liked the woman as Jessica, who could recognize herself so well.

"You can rest at home and give birth to the baby first."

"How about you and Mr. Deerman?"

"He's just a passerby in my life. I don't want to be married in my life. Marriage is not suitable for a

woman like me. I have money and I'm independent. Why would I find a man to tie me up?"

Jessica smiled. It turned out that her friend had lived such a free and unrestrained life. She sincerely

wished her well.

They chatted in the study for a while. Sally knew that she was going out to frame the painting, and she

was going to take her out with her.

Sally was familiar with the best place to frame the paintings. She had a master who specialized in

mounting.

Sally took Jessica to a small mounting shop, and it looked like it had been running for a few years.

There was an old master inside. His surname was Langston, and they all called him Master Langston.

Sally gave Master Langston some instructions and left because Jessica was still choosing the materials

there, and the array of different kinds of silk was stunning, and it was hard for her to choose one.

As the saying goes, Chinese painting depended less on painting skills but more on mounting.

It was obvious how important the process of mounting was. One important factor was the master of the Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

mounting, and the other was the selected material.

Jessica carefully handled the hibiscus painting. This was the first thing she gave Oliver, afraid that it

was not done well enough.

Master Langston looked at her nervous expression and smiled. "Little girl, who are you giving this

painting to? If the person who accepted the painting knew that you were so serious, he would be

moved to cry with your kindness."

Jessica smiled sheepishly. "Master Langston, this is the painting I'll give my husband."

She thought to herself that she had never seen Oliver cry. If a man with such a cold face suddenly

appeared in front of her, crying, she would be scared to death.

Jessica patted her head. She was really daydreaming again. Maybe Oliver had told her about the car

accident before. He was still so young at that time. He must have cried a lot.

Both of them were in the same situation. They had lost their mothers early, but now they felt a little

dependent on each other.

In the past few days, Master Langston called Jessica and told her that the painting had been framed.

Oliver had asked the driver to pick it up, but Jessica didn't trust him. She was afraid that if she did it

badly, she could ask the master to adjust it temporarily.

Finally, it was Oliver who drove Jessica to the mounting store.

Jessica looked at the framed picture of hibiscus, and it was indeed much better than the bare paper

before.

She chose the light silver silk on the four sides of the painting, and then mounted it in a dark red log

glass frame so that it was beautiful and could protect the painting.

Although Chinese paintings tended to decline, the method of mounting kept pace with the times.

Jessica asked Oliver, "How is it?"

"Very good."

After taking the painting home, he hung it directly in his study.

......

After Henry fell ill, he temporarily lived in the Zamani family's Old Residence.

Sally went to see him occasionally.

One day, unfortunately, when she arrived, Scott was also there.

Wendy, instead, didn't follow him. She probably didn't have the face to see Henry. Although he didn't

know the beginning and end of the matter, Alice knew.

Henry had always loved Alice the most, and she did something and almost ruined his grandfather's

reputation, which sometimes she felt sorry for his grandpa.

Ever since then, she had been estranged from Wendy.

Mr. Zamani recovered very well, as usual, chatting and laughing with Scott and Aaron in the living

room.

When he saw Sally coming, he said, "Sally, come and sit down."

Henry knew something about Sally and Scott, or else he wouldn't have taken her in.

However, he thought it was a pity for the two young people to give up on childhood love because of a

few small setbacks.

Sally saw that he was still smoking. "Grandpa, how many times has the doctor said that he won't let

you smoke again? Why haven't you quit yet?"

"I just want to live happily. Without cigarettes, drinks, or having no hobbies. What's the difference

between living and dying?"

Scott responded, "Grandpa has always lived a cool life"

He used to follow Sally to call Henry grandpa.

Sally sounded strange. She was just complaining in her heart and didn't want to correct him.

"Sally, you're not young anymore. It's time to think about getting married and starting a family."

Sally's mind was about to explode when she heard this. In the past, Henry didn't ask about her

personal affair very much, so she lived a very comfortable life. Today, in front of Scott, it was really

annoying to ask about her personal affairs.

"Grandpa, don't worry about me. You don't know how good my life is."

"It's your mother. She always comes to me to complain and asks me to let you back to Lambola City."

"In a few years, even if you don't chase me away, I'll go back, okay?"

She didn't expect that the marriage urging order from the Saletta family had already reached

Birmingham.

Sally didn't want to stay any longer and said. "Grandpa, I have something to do, so I'll leave now."

As she left, Scott followed her out.

"Sally, are you really going back to Lambola City?"