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? You're not

winced, "It's just that she's not quite ready

a lot for Lorna and Sanderson to

hasn't warmed up to me

Mrs. Watkins burst into laughter, "Ah, I see! You haven't won her over

"1

"

but with that perpetual undertaker's face, who would fall for you? If I

this what maternal support

finally spoke,

When you've

Cordelia: ".

"1

said their Thanksgiving plans were still up in

suddenly felt a pang

flew by, and soon it was Thanksgiving

warm smiles from Sanderson and Lorna. They appreciated that despite revealing his true identity,

as before. Knowing his true

humble and respectfet

their

going home for the holiday, they invited him

Sanderson suddenly asked,

replied leisurely, "They're

asked, "Aren't they

sighed, "They're even

piece about a high-ranking official and his spouse

sense, public servants have their hands full during

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

gala, Everard entertained Cordelia with snacks while she studied her chemistry notes. "Little one, stop studying for

should I? It's not like your face is a

is," Everard

look but saw nothing

written all over my face that I like

Cordelia: ".

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