At this mont, Adrian Law’s phone rang.
Cecilia Vaughn glanced at it, her beautiful face suddenly losing all color.
— Adrian, Rosalind is returning to the country tomorrow. Rember to pick her up, okay?
...
Although Stacy Sumrs had already inford her that Rosalind White would return from Vesperia this month, knowing was one thing, and actually facing it was another.
A trace of confusion flashed in Cecilia Vaughn’s charming eyes, filled with a subtle, unconscious pain.
She didn’t know why, even though this girl was Adrian Law’s savior, she would rather their eting be postponed, later and later still.
But unfortunately, what must co cannot be avoided, no ostrich ntality could help her escape.
...
Cecilia bit her lip, not daring to think further.
Perhaps because no one had been responding to Stacy Sumrs’ WeChat ssages, Adrian Law’s phone vibrated again.
This ti, it wasn’t a WeChat notification, but a phone call alert.
Cecilia glanced at the figure still busy in the kitchen, took a deep breath, and answered the phone.
"Adrian, you little rascal, why haven’t you been responding to Grandma’s ssages? Rosalind is coming back tomorrow; she is very kind to you. You mustn’t be impolite!"
An old yet robust voice ca from the other end, giving a string of instructions as soon as the call connected.
Cecilia Vaughn felt a pang of bitterness in her heart, realizing that Stacy Sumrs had a fondness for this Miss White she had never t.
— Perhaps because Adrian Law’s sister, Nancy Law, left too early, Stacy Sumrs had displaced feelings, and besides, Rosalind White saved Adrian’s life. It’s only natural for her to show so favoritism.
Cecilia pressed hard on the phone with her slender fingers, forcing her voice to sound slightly normal.
"Hello, Grandma? Adrian is cooking in the kitchen and can’t co to the phone right now."
Stacy Sumrs was taken aback, recalling Cecilia Vaughn’s delicate face, feeling a bit embarrassed on her old face.
She was really forgetful, completely overlooking that Cecilia lived with Adrian. Wouldn’t those words she just said cause a misunderstanding with Cecilia?
Stacy Sumrs, being a woman, fully understood Cecilia’s conflicted feelings.
Actually, her reminders just now were to have Adrian and Rosalind White clarify things sooner, though she didn’t know if it might lead to misunderstandings with Cecilia.
Stacy Sumrs chuckled awkwardly.
"Cecilia, so it’s you. This old lady hasn’t seen you and Adrian for so long. When are you both coming to the old house to see this old skeleton of mine? I’m getting bored to death here."
Upon hearing Stacy Sumrs’ playful words, Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t help but smile, and much of the gloom in her heart dissipated.
"Grandma, how co you and Adrian both are always teasing."
"Am I?"
Thinking of Adrian Law’s cold, handso face, Stacy Sumrs doubted herself as she gazed at the ceiling: "My big grandson, teasing? I don’t believe it!"
"Cecilia, why don’t you learn a few lines? I can help you put that rascal in his place next ti."
In fact, Stacy Sumrs did want to know what Adrian Law would look like being playful. Even in front of her, her big grandson still maintained the deanor of an untouched flower atop a high mountain, purely picturesque, yet she lacked the imagination to picture otherwise.
...
Suddenly, Cecilia thought of the ridiculous incidents she shared with Adrian Law at the hot spring villa, where Adrian seriously uttered many words that left her utterly embarrassed.
However, no matter how thick-skinned Cecilia Vaughn might be, she would never dare recount those events to Stacy Sumrs.
It was just too humiliating!
"Ahem, Grandma, let’s not talk about that..."
Lowering her eyelashes, Cecilia Vaughn straightforwardly brought up the main topic: "Grandma, did you say Miss White is returning to Veridia tomorrow?"
On the other end, Stacy Sumrs’ vibrant voice soon rang out.
"Yes, Rosalind’s plane is in the morning, and she should arrive in Stellerton around noon. She’s an unmarried young lady, so you both should show hospitality and pick her up, then the four of us can have lunch together outside."
"Oh, and Cecilia, why don’t you co back to the old house with Adrian for a couple of days? I hear from Adrian that you have no classes starting Friday this month, so why not stay for three days through the weekend, and keep this old lady company?"
This, Stacy Sumrs had her own considerations.
In any case, Rosalind White would also be staying at the old house, so if Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law could stay for three days, judging by how newlyweds behave, Stacy felt Rosalind would get the hint and withdraw.
After all, having watched them grow up, Stacy Sumrs wanted to keep everyone’s pride intact, believing in Rosalind White’s good nature, albeit too fixated on her big grandson.
...
After much coaxing from Stacy Sumrs, Cecilia Vaughn ultimately agreed to her request.
Going to the old house for three days?
She would be seeing this Miss White frequently, and if the timing was right, she might even et Adrian Law’s father, Frank Law...
After hanging up, Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t help but feel a bit lost.
Adrian Law kindly brought over the prepared dishes, giving Cecilia a curious glance.
"Cecilia, what’s wrong? Let’s eat, shall we?"
Earlier, Cecilia was starving, yet as he set the table, this little lady seed to have lost her appetite.
Cecilia lifted her head, suddenly feeling an inexplicable annoyance at Adrian Law’s handso face, turning her head away in irritation.
"I’m not eating; I’m not hungry."
No sooner had she spoken, her stomach growled audibly.
Cecilia: "..."
Adrian Law chuckled helplessly: "Who upset our Cecilia?"
"See for yourself."
With a huff, Cecilia Vaughn pushed the phone towards him.
Adrian Law glanced down at it, his expression montarily tense, but it quickly dissipated.
"Cecilia, don’t you trust your man? Once you et her in person tomorrow, you’ll understand, my heart belongs only to you."
...
Of course, Cecilia was indeed upset, yet she believed Adrian Law truly loved her.
Thereupon, she instructed Adrian to feed her, while pretending to maintain her demanding deanor for quite a while, much to Adrian’s amusent.
Eventually, Cecilia felt guilty herself and couldn’t keep bossing him around.
"Hmph, if you dare ignore tomorrow, I’ll make you pay."
"Yes, yes, with my wife as the head of the family, I’ll listen to whatever you say, my dear."
The man smiled warmly, like countless stars scattering in their presence.
...
By noon the next day, Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law waited punctually at Stellerton International Airport.
Thinking of Rosalind White’s photo and the few resemblances between them, Cecilia’s heart pounded like a drum, her eyelids kept twitching.
However, to her disappointnt, she hadn’t seen any passengers from the arriving flight resembling Rosalind White after waiting for a long ti.
Could it be that Stacy Sumrs had given the wrong flight number?
While dubious, Cecilia Vaughn suddenly heard a soft, gentle female voice echo from a distance.
"Adrian! I’m here!"
It was a clear, sweet voice of a girl, and even without seeing her, one could imagine how graceful and enchanting the owner must be.
Cecilia’s heart skipped a beat, her head jolting up to follow the voice—
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