Chapter 296

Everard's mom, that would make her his mother-in-law, wouldn't it?

The thought had barely crossed Cordelia's mind when she blurted out into her phone, "Hello, mother-in-law."

After she said it, Cordelia, for the first time ever, found her brain short-circuiting, as a series of question marks popped up in her mind: ???

What had she just said?

Staring with her wide, bewildered eyes, she found herself momentarily speechless. Turning her head, she caught Everard trying to suppress a laugh.

His usually sharp features softened with his smile, making his usually cold demeanor seem much warmer.

From the other end of the phone came a cheerful voice, "Hello there, my dear!"

Cordelia: ".......

The voice continued, "This is my personal number. If that boy of mine ever gives you trouble, you call me, and I'll fly over to set him straight!" Overwhelmed, Cordelia tried to respond calmly, "Oh, okay."

"By the way, Thanksgiving's coming up. Do you need anything? Or, should me and his dad come over for a visit?"

Cordelia: ???

"Are you in Greenmeadow, dear? How old are you this year?"

Cordelia: "Eighteen."

"What?!" The shock was evident in the woman's voice. "Hand the phone to Everard."

Confused, Cordelia passed the phone to Everard but stayed close enough to hear Mrs. Watkins scolding him, "You scoundrel, she's only eighteen, and you went after her?"

Everard: "

Cordelia:

"All right, all right. Since you've made your bed, your dad and I will come over and smooth things out. We'll come visit and arrange an engagement. Once she's of legal age, you two can marry!"

Everard: "That won't be necessary."

Watkins: "??? What do you mean?

that she's not quite ready for me to do

a lot for Lorna and Sanderson to take

she hasn't warmed up to

was a pause on the line before Mrs. Watkins burst into laughter, "Ah, I see! You haven't won her over yet,

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face, who would fall for you? If I were her, I'd keep my distance

maternal support

spoke,

home for Thanksgiving. When you've won her over, then you can

Cordelia: ".

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wonder Everard had said their Thanksgiving plans were still up

pang

flew by, and soon it was

bearing thoughtful gifts, and was met with warm smiles from Sanderson and Lorna. They

before. Knowing his true status had initially made them anxious, but

humble and respectfet

their fears to

home for the holiday,

dinner, Sanderson suddenly asked, "What do

"They're

asked, "Aren't they missing you for

sighed, "They're even busier

piece about a high-ranking official and his spouse visiting a local community to celebrate with

their hands full during the

voice, but the news quickly moved

with snacks while she studied her chemistry notes. "Little one, stop studying for a moment and look at me," Everard

face is a textbook," Cordelia retorted, barely glancing

it is,"

Cordelia gave him a more thorough look

"It's written all over

Cordelia: ".

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