As the car drove along a road that seed familiar to Becca, she had a hunch, but it seed impossible to her because he seed to have sold this villa long ago...
However, when the car stopped in front of the villa she was so familiar with, she was utterly stunned.
Seven years had passed, yet nothing had really changed here...
The large garden, the white English-style villa, the tranquil surroundings...
Nothing had changed, except the area had beco more expensive.
Becca got out of the car holding Andrew, gazing incredulously at the villa before her.
Yes, this was the place where she and he had spent two years of marriage, where she once dread of growing old with him in this villa...
"Didn’t you... didn’t you already sell this villa?" She still rembered when the housekeeper told her he was going to sell it, and she had co here to gather so of her things.
"There are so many mories here, how could I bear to sell it... Over the years, whenever I returned to T City, I often stayed here."
Suddenly, an inexplicable sourness surged in Becca’s nose...
Her voice choked suddenly, "I thought you never cared about the mories of us being together."
"Silly girl..." Howard gently held Becca, "Let’s go inside!"
"Okay."
As they walked into the garden of the villa, the flowers and plants seed just as they had been when she left, so familiar.
Several servants ca out of the house, and it was surprisingly the sa ones who had looked after them during those two years...
Becca’s heart was flooded with joy and excitent, and if she weren’t holding Andrew at that mont, she would surely give Howard a big kiss...
However, just as Becca was about to step over the threshold, a noble and elegant figure at the doorway suddenly stopped her in her tracks.
It was Mrs. Geoffrey!
Howard seed to have anticipated Becca’s reaction, he hugged her tightly, whispering, "Don’t be afraid... my mom has accepted us, she’s here to take care of you."
Becca’s eyes widened in disbelief.
At this mont, Mrs. Geoffrey was already walking toward them from the villa’s entrance...
Becca still felt a bit fearful, but Howard’s protective arms stayed behind her.
Mrs. Geoffrey now stood before Becca, speaking first, "Welco ho."
Becca felt sowhat unaccustod to such a great change from Mrs. Geoffrey, and she looked blankly at Howard beside her.
A gentle smile appeared on Howard’s handso face, "You don’t need to doubt, everything you see is real... Becca, my mom won’t stop us from being together anymore."
Becca slowly looked at Mrs. Geoffrey, her voice still filled with respectful hesitance, "Old Mrs. Geoffrey..."
Mrs. Geoffrey revealed a kindly smile, "Becca, in the past, I was always fixated on grudges, but now I’ve co to understand... I shouldn’t let the grievances of our generation make you and Howard live in misery all your lives. Since Howard has chosen you, I believe it’s fate for you to resolve the enmity between our families... Becca, I have been unfriendly to you all along because you are Vivian Lindsey’s daughter. Now, I want to be a qualified mother-in-law; will you still be willing to accept ?"
Becca was stunned in place, her eyes suddenly misty.
Mrs. Geoffrey let go of her usual lofty deanor and spoke softly, "If you can’t forgive , I’m afraid Howard will hold a grudge against all my life."
At this mont, Becca shook her head vigorously, "No, Auntie, I’ve never blad you... I long to interact with you like when we first t."
Mrs. Geoffrey smiled with relief, "Generosity and kindness are rare qualities in a person, no wonder Howard can’t let go of you... You shouldn’t call ’Auntie’ anymore; it’s ti to change it!"
"Hmm?"
"You should follow Howard and call ’Mom’."
Howard entered the garden, seeing from a distance his mother sitting on a garden chair with Andrew, playing with toys.
Not seeing the person he expected, Howard furrowed his brows and walked towards his mother.
"Mr. Geoffrey."
A respectful call from a servant was heard.
Howard gave a slight nod.
Only then did Mrs. Geoffrey notice her son, smiling, "You’re back..."
"Mom, Becca..."
"Just as I thought, having a wife makes you forget your mother... Look, she’s over there watching the servants trim the hedges!" Mrs. Geoffrey glanced towards where Becca was.
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