The Queen Returns And She’s Unforgiving

The Queen Returns—And She’s Unforgiving 92

When Evelyn called, Maria didn’t pick up for a long time. It was only around 8:00 pm–not too late. Maria was quite the spirited one, always watching drama and scrolling through videos. She wouldn’t have gone to bed this early.

So, Evelynn tried the landline at home instead. A housekeeper answered. “Mrs. Grant, Mrs. Grant Senior hasn’t been feeling well these past two days. She’s resting now–barely had an appetite all day.”

Evelyn couldn’t help but worry. “What happened? Is it her blood pressure?”

“The family doctor checked on her. She caught a cold, and her blood pressure has been unstable. Mrs. Grant, if you have time, could you come home? We tried convincing her to take better care of herself, but she won’t listen to us…”

Evelyn hesitated for a moment. Now that she knew Maria was sick, pretending nothing had happened didn’t sit right with her.

Besides, Maria had always treated her with so much kindness. No matter how she looked at it, she should go see her.

“Alright. I’ll be there soon.”

After quickly unpacking her things, she headed to Grant Manor. She had initially planned to ask Maria whether Lucas had been home, but now, she would have to go back and see for herself.

When she arrived, a housekeeper handed her a pair of slippers. She noticed Maria resting on the couch in the living room. The moment Maria heard movement, she immediately sat up and smiled warmly.

coming, so I waited

felt a little more at ease. “Grandma, how are you feeling? I heard

pains are normal. Skipping a couple

do. Tell me what you feel like eating, and I’ll make

How about

right. Just give

had honed her cooking skills just for him. Maria had tasted her cooking before and

last cooked. Ever since she started working at the Flying Seal Group, she no longer had to rush home during lunch

the oatmeal and was setting the table, a car

returned. His gaze immediately landed on Evelyn, who was busy preparing dinner. His sharp eyes swept over her slender figure wearing an apron. A fleeting, unreadable

knew you must be tired from work, so she specially cooked dinner for you. No one else treats you with, this much

her. A sense of awkwardness crept in as she shot Maria a

mend their relationship—hoping to warm things up between them and that Lucas

had done this for three years, and he had never cared. He probably just saw her as some desperate fool trying to please him, especially now, when they were on the brink of divorce. What would he

“There are housekeepers for that. There’s no need to waste your

chest. She never expected him to reciprocate her feelings, but did