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?

she's not quite

had already been a lot for Lorna and Sanderson to take in. If his parents actually showed up, wouldn't that scare

she hasn't warmed up to

on the line before Mrs. Watkins burst into laughter, "Ah,

"1

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would fall for you? If I were her, I'd

this what maternal

spoke,

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 have to

Cordelia: ".

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Thanksgiving plans were still up

suddenly felt a pang of sympathy

by, and soon it was Thanksgiving

bearing thoughtful gifts, and was met with warm smiles from Sanderson and Lorna. They appreciated that despite revealing his true identity, he

before. Knowing his true status

humble and respectfet

their fears

wasn't going home for the holiday, they

Sanderson suddenly asked, "What do your

replied leisurely, "They're in public

then asked, "Aren't they missing you for not coming home for

even busier during the

piece about a high-ranking official and his spouse visiting

public servants have their hands full during the holidays," Sanderson remarked

the female voice, but the

Year's Eve gala, Everard entertained Cordelia with snacks while she studied

like your face is a textbook," Cordelia retorted,

is,"

thorough look but saw nothing

grinned, "It's written all over

Cordelia: ".

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