Edward Jackson’s temples were throbbing incessantly, his brain about to explode.
Facing both the old and the young, he was at a complete loss and relaxed his shoulders, surrendering, "I’ll go, I’ll try to find ti to et the person you ntioned."
Hayes looked at him in surprise and exclaid, "Master?"
Hadn’t the master already decided not to go on blind dates anymore?
Edward Jackson didn’t turn to look at him, his mature and handso face full of helplessness, "Mom, please stop crying."
Old Madam Habsden had been feeling sorry for her beloved little great-granddaughter crying so pitifully. Hearing his words, she blinked her eyes, reddened from the onion, and looked up at the man by the bed to confirm, "You really agreed to go? You won’t back out?"
"I agreed, I won’t back out."
After all, he just agreed to et that person, not necessarily to marry them.
He didn’t believe he would feel the way the old lady described.
Just seeing the old lady like this, he thought he might as well make so ti to show her, so she wouldn’t really cry herself sick.
Old Madam Habsden was about to smile from ear to ear but rembered Bobby’s reminder, holding back her spreading grin and squeezing out two ’sad’ tears, "I didn’t force you, you decided to go on your own. Since you’ve agreed, you mustn’t deliberately bully the girl or ignore her during the eting."
Edward Jackson’s eyebrows were almost knotted together, but he reluctantly agreed, "I’ll try my best."
Old Madam Habsden imdiately raised her eyebrows, emphasizing unhappily, "What do you an try your best? Let’s be clear, you mustn’t intentionally ruin this blind date for . Otherwise, I... otherwise I..."
She hesitated for a long while, then finally squeezed out, "Otherwise, I’ll run away from ho!"
Edward Jackson felt both amused and helpless at her resolute ’threat.’ In her younger days, Old Madam Habsden was quite a formidable career woman, but as she aged, she beca more childlike. She used to be gracious and gentle; he didn’t know how she ended up like this.
In retrospect, it seed to happen around the ti he was about 30 when the pressure to marry started, and the old lady beca increasingly childlike.
Perhaps realizing she had no other way to deal with him, she figured out this was effective.
Edward Jackson’s gaze softened a bit, a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he said steadily, "I will take the blind date seriously. But Mom, let clarify, I’ll sincerely interact with the person you ntioned, but feelings are about mutual chemistry. If it doesn’t work, there’s nothing I can do."
This ti, Old Madam Habsden truly smiled, her eyes crinkling with certainty, "Don’t worry, you’ll definitely feel sothing for this girl! Trust , have I ever tricked you?"
"..." Her recent act of a heart attack was indeed to trick him, wasn’t it?
Edward Jackson was utterly helpless, accepted her words, and asked, "When did you arrange to et her?"
"Tonight."
Edward Jackson, "..."
Tonight?
He hadn’t even agreed before.
It seed the old lady was very confident this ti.
Old Madam Habsden was indeed confident she could get him to agree to the blind date. After all, having carried him for ten months and given birth to him, she knew exactly how to make him relent.
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