Mr. Remus Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce

Chapter 196

“No. Grandma will just think that we’re really close.”

Silvia frowned. Before she could say something else, Neil held her hand and walked inside.

The moment they entered the living room, Abalene walked over with a grin.

When she saw them holding hands, her smile grew brighter.

“Silvia, let me see if you’ve lost weight. Have you been pushing yourself too hard lately?”

Silvia shook her head. “Not really.”

Abalene sat her down on the couch and said, “If work gets too tiring, just quit the job. Working is a man’s responsibility. We just need to go shopping.”

When Silvia heard this, she smiled. Abalene had established Remus Corporation with Neil’s grandfather at a young age. She was also a shareholder with decisive rights in the company.

Unexpectedly, she would have such a simple outlook in her old age. She even took the initiative to ask Silvia to stop working and enjoy life at home.

“Madam Remus, I’ll get bored if I just stayed at home.”

When Abalene saw how insistent Silvia was, she just said, “Alright. As long as you like it.”

“Okay.”

that it was particularly refreshing and sweet. It was different from any tea she had drunk before. She narrowed her eyes and asked, “Madam Remus, what tea is this? It’s

and said, “Liam brought this back from abroad. If you like it, I’ll get the servant to pack some

head. “That’s okay. I’ll ask Liam where he bought

the tea leaves from

“Okay.”

Madam Remus. I’ll bring you butter

Silvia, you really know what

gaze made Silvia feel a little embarrassed. She was only going to give her some cheap cookies. Meanwhile, the tea was of

was sitting across from Silvia,

Silvia nodded. “Okay.”

was not close to Liam. It could save her a

them accompanied Abalene for dinner,

left.

me again when you’re

Remus. Please rest early.”

he looked at Silvia and said, “I’ve asked about the tea leaves, and I’m sending someone to buy it now. I guess we’ll get it in half a month. How are you going to thank

were filled with anticipation as if he was waiting for

thoughts in her head and asked indifferently, “How would you like me to thank you, Mr.

me to a meal.”

Her

with surprise, but she nodded and

so it was