The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 214

As his mother, I always have to check his emotional weather forecast before daring to show a little concern. Say one wrong thing, and he'll storm out and disappear for three years.

Kimberly let out a deep sigh and pulled a large rectangular box from the bag she'd brought with her.

"It's been years since we last saw each other. Osborn told me you'd been studying abroad and only just got back this month. He said he was coming to Starfall City to see you, so I didn't try to keep him home. Please, don't tell him I came looking for him.

Starfall City's weather isn't much different from Evermore, but he loves to play it cool and never dresses warm enough. I worry he'll catch a chill, so I knitted him a scarf-made it myself. Could you give it to him for me? Just don't mention it's from

me."

Kimberly took out a vivid sapphire-blue scarf, its fine wool soft and warm to the touch.

Victoria could feel the depth of Kimberly's affection for her son. Suddenly, she thought of her own mother, who used to handcraft little toys for her, filling her childhood with warmth and happiness.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Clark. I'll take care of it."

She carefully tucked the scarf away as Kimberly nodded, pulling out a delicate jewelry box from her purse.

father and I were at an auction and saw this jade pendant. We bought it for you-hope

striking imperial green jade pendant carved into the figure of the Madonna. Had she not been nursing her injured foot, Victoria

this is far too generous. I can't accept

Osborn were just friends-Kimberly had knitted her son a scarf, but was giving

to him, I'd have arranged your wedding long ago. Are you sure you

question left Victoria's cheeks burning. Now she realized Osborn hadn't told his parents

you just got back from your studies overseas. No one can control that boy -not even me, and I'm

our family. Osborn's father's business brings in enough each year to buy twenty pendants like this. Don't let it weigh on your conscience. If you can't marry Osborn, then at least promise me you'll be my goddaughter. When a mother gives a gift to her own

to have a boyfriend, perhaps a gentle

was at a loss for words. Kimberly's sincerity made it impossible to

you, Kimberly. I'll accept it,

her tea, stood

few more days?" Victoria thought Kimberly might want to see

now. Whenever you manage to straighten out that rebellious streak of his, I'll take my son

meant it as a joke, her expression

settle in her chest. In