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."

mean? You're not planning to

she's not

a lot for Lorna and Sanderson to take in. If his parents actually showed

she hasn't warmed up

burst into laughter,

"1

"

been top-notch, but with that perpetual undertaker's face, who would fall for you? If I were her, I'd keep

this what maternal support

spoke, "Hanging up

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: ".

"1

said their Thanksgiving plans

a pang of sympathy for

by, and soon it

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

his true

humble and respectfet

their fears

the holiday, they

asked, "What do your parents

replied leisurely, "They're

asked, "Aren't they missing you

"They're even

high-ranking official and

servants have their hands full during

overhearing the TV, felt a strange familiarity with the female voice, but the news quickly moved on

up to watch the New Year's Eve gala, Everard entertained Cordelia with snacks while she studied her chemistry notes. "Little one, stop studying for a

I? It's not like your face is a

is," Everard

more thorough look but saw

written all over my face that

Cordelia: ".

"

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