Cecilia Vaughn’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as an exquisitely beautiful figure suddenly appeared before her eyes.
Although she had seen the girl’s face in the photos from Adrian Law’s email before, the impact of seeing soone in person is vastly different from just looking at a picture.
The girl had a very clean and attractive face, with long hair almost reaching her waist, untouched by perm or dye, like a pure lotus blooming from clear water, causing one to forget the mundane world upon seeing her.
Even though the temperature was nearly cold enough for snow, and Stellerton, situated in Riverdell, had no heating, making such damp coldness almost bone-chilling, Rosalind White was dressed impeccably as always.
Unlike Cecilia Vaughn, who was afraid of the cold and wrapped in a long wool coat, Rosalind White wore an exquisite white Chanel suit, with fluffy pink hydrangeas adding a touch of cuteness to her.
From the scarf, ladies’ wristwatch, tassel earrings, to the fine silver high heels, everything from head to toe was perfect, almost like a splash of bright sunshine in this winter day, illuminating people.
...
Cecilia Vaughn looked at the other’s waterfall-like black hair, both soft and smooth, and couldn’t help but feel a bit envious of Rosalind White’s hair quality.
Her own hair had been sowhat yellowish since childhood, and it took years of eating black sesa to barely maintain its current state.
"Hello..."
Just as Cecilia Vaughn was about to introduce herself, the girl with long flowing hair, like an elf, suddenly walked towards Adrian Law, directly ignoring Cecilia Vaughn.
"Adrian! I thought you weren’t coming!"
"I just exited through the wrong gate at A channel, and only just realized there’s a B exit, I almost missed you, I was so worried you wouldn’t wait for . Luckily, you’re still here."
Rosalind White said this playfully, sticking out her pink tongue, looking charmingly naive and adorable.
She even reached out proactively, intending to hook onto Adrian Law’s arm.
...
Isn’t this Butler White’s daughter being a bit too forward? How co she’s the actual wife standing here!
Cecilia Vaughn’s almond eyes narrowed slightly, her expression turning sowhat displeased.
Yet, Adrian Law suddenly stepped back, dodging Rosalind White’s approaching arm.
His voice was faint, carrying the sharpness of a freezing winter day.
"It was Grandma who asked to pick you up, I wouldn’t leave for no reason."
The distant and cold tone caused the smile on Rosalind White’s face to slightly stiffen.
However, more shocking to her was that Adrian Law suddenly took Cecilia Vaughn’s arm, previously distant to strangers, now naturally interlocking fingers with Cecilia Vaughn.
...
Rosalind White looked at Adrian Law and Cecilia Vaughn’s intertwined hands in disbelief. After living with the Law Family for over a decade, how could she not know about Adrian Law’s strong aversion to physical contact with people, both n and won?
But now, Adrian Law was holding hands with this woman, and he was the one who initiated it!
How is this possible!
"Adrian, who is this..."
Rosalind White bit her plump lips slightly, hiding the shock and jealousy in her eyes.
...
Adrian Law glanced indifferently at Rosalind White, as if he hadn’t noticed her stiff smile at all.
"This is Cecilia, Cecilia Vaughn, my wife. You should have heard from Grandma that I’m married. From now on, you can call her sister-in-law like Tyson."
Cecilia Vaughn chuckled at these words.
It’s not for any other reason, except that Tyson Law never addressed her as sister-in-law. However, imagining that scene curiously brings a sense of satisfaction.
...
Seeing Cecilia Vaughn’s suddenly blooming smile, the sense of crisis deepened in Rosalind White’s heart.
What’s with that smile!
Is it just to flaunt her advantage of registering first with Adrian?
Rosalind White pinched her palm hard, forcing herself to appear calr.
"Is that so? I always thought Grandma was kidding because she used to worry you’d end up alone."
Rosalind White attempted to steer the conversation away with a chuckle and then glanced charmingly at Cecilia Vaughn.
"Um... Miss Vaughn, since you and Adrian haven’t had a wedding yet, and in Veridian customs, weddings are most important, it feels a bit strange to call you sister-in-law. How about I use your last na instead, okay?"
Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes narrowed abruptly.
"Miss White, I haven’t heard of any Veridian custom that overrides the law. Could it be that the customs you experienced during your studies in Vesperia were different?"
What a sharp-tongued response!
Rosalind White was slightly taken aback, then forced a smile to find herself an excuse.
"Actually, I thought Miss Vaughn was around my age, so calling you sister-in-law feels a bit difficult to say."
"Nothing is difficult at first. Say it a few more tis, and you’d get used to it quickly."
Adrian Law’s eyes were as dark as ink, seemingly impenetrable by any light. When Rosalind White t such a gaze, her heart clenched painfully.
"Si... Sister-in-law, hello..."
Just saying the word was like being stabbed with a hundred needles.
She looked at Cecilia Vaughn with unwilling eyes, finally restraining her inner pain.
Get used to it? How could she ever get used to it!
She had loved Adrian Law for over a decade, and even Uncle Law had said she had saved Adrian’s life, so the position of Mrs. Law should have been hers...
...
"Grandma is already waiting for us above the clouds, let’s go, don’t waste any more ti."
Cecilia Vaughn saw the undisguised distress in Rosalind White’s eyes and couldn’t help but know what the other was thinking. She too felt a bit troubled; having a man too charismatic wasn’t always a good thing.
Rosalind White reluctantly agreed, gathering her spirit to push her luggage towards Adrian Law.
"Adrian, you’re the man, help with the luggage, won’t you? Sister-in-law won’t be jealous, will she?"
She smiled charmingly, appearing poised and gracious, with no trace of previous lancholy, a resilience Cecilia Vaughn found surprising.
Cecilia Vaughn watched Adrian Law intently, curious how he would handle it.
Who would have thought, Adrian Law called another taxi driver.
"Take the suitcase to this address."
Handing over the money, he turned away neatly, leaving Cecilia Vaughn dumbfounded.
Is that even a move?
Even Rosalind White was stunned; she initially wanted to use the luggage as an excuse to get closer to Adrian Law and properly thank him.
But...
For this woman, is Adrian really going to distance himself from her like this?
Rosalind White unwillingly bit her lip, feigning innocence as she looked at Adrian Law.
"Adrian, why did you hurry to register your marriage with sister-in-law, was it because Grandma pressured you into a rushed marriage?"
Her smile was generous and frank, her beautiful eyes sweeping over Cecilia Vaughn.
Previously, she hadn’t taken a closer look, but upon closer examination, Rosalind White’s pupils suddenly widened!
Cecilia Vaughn’s face...
Her features bore a striking resemblance to Rosalind’s, especially those eyes...
This realization caused Rosalind White’s heart to panic, her heartbeat accelerating with anxiety.
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