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."

you mean? You're not planning to

that she's not quite ready for

and Sanderson to take

she hasn't warmed up

burst into laughter, "Ah, I see! You haven't won her

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"

but with that perpetual undertaker's face, who would fall

this what maternal

finally spoke,

before ending the call, he heard Mrs. Watkins say, "Then don't bother coming home for Thanksgiving. When you've won her over, then you can come home. Otherwise, what face do you

Cordelia: ".

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had said their Thanksgiving plans were still

pang of sympathy for

and soon it was Thanksgiving

warm smiles from Sanderson and Lorna. They appreciated that despite

as before. Knowing his true status had initially

humble and respectfet

their

hearing he wasn't going home for the holiday, they invited him to

asked, "What do your

leisurely, "They're in

nodded in understanding, then asked, "Aren't they missing you for not

even busier

TV in the background announced a news piece about a high-ranking official and his spouse visiting a

hands full during

voice, but the

as they stayed up to watch the New Year's Eve gala, Everard entertained Cordelia with snacks while

It's not like your face is a textbook," Cordelia

is,"

thorough look

all over

Cordelia: ".

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