Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 302 I’ll Get a Great-grandson Next Year

Someone opened the door, the voices of the maid and Mrs.Leslie could be heard. They were talking to

each other and Mrs.Leslie was in a good mood and talked happily.

This was a matter between her and Armand, she didn’t need Mrs.Leslie to know, she was too old to

even think about dealing with something like this.

Not for the sake of Armand, just because that Mrs.Leslie treated her very well.

She pulled open the door of her room, the maid was hanging the laundry for Mrs.Leslie.

"I don’t know that you're home." When the old woman saw Theresa, she was a bit astonished, then,

she grinned, "Come, sit down, I have something great to share with you."

Theresa faithfully sat down on the couch, and the old woman grasped her hand excitedly.

"What great thing makes grandmother so happy?" Theresa concealed her feelings well, without letting

Mrs.Leslie realized it at all.

Despite the fact that she had not spent a long time with Mrs.Leslie, her thoughtfulness, and friendliness

had effectively melted her.

Regardless of how she and Armand were, she couldn’t hurt Mrs.Leslie.

"I met a face reader today, he said that my face is ruddy and I would be blessed with good fortune

which means something great is occurring." Mrs.Leslie actually believed in face reading.

Most elderly folks believed in face reading.

People from the previous generation were more superstitious.

Theresa couldn’t help but giggle, "Do you just believe what he said?"

The old woman's eyes widened, "Let me tell you, I didn't tell him that I had a grandson, however by

reading my face, he could tell that I had a grandson who got married and said that one year from now I

would get a great-grandson, could I not trust it?"

The housekeeper interrupted, "Mrs.Leslie was so glad that she gave him a red packet with a

considerable amount of money."

The grin on Theresa’s face gradually faded away.

Mrs.Leslie held Theresa’s hand tighter and came closer, "Theresa, about this, I’m counting on you."

As she said, her eyes fell on her tummy, “Maybe my great-grandson has already been in your womb.”

Theresa couldn’t fake a smile, nor could she say anything to coax the elderly person.

When Armand returned, she will leave and to repay Mrs.Leslie’s thoughtfulness, she stood up, "Let me

cook."

She cooked for Mrs.Leslie.

"No need, just sit here." Mrs.Leslie pulled her and didn’t let her do anything, "It's New Year's Eve,

where is Armand? Is that he still hasn't completed his work in his office?"

Theresa said nonchalantly, "Perhaps."

"This fellow deserved a punch in his face. He had no sense of time and family, when he comes back

home, I would beat him up." Mrs.Leslie really thought was that if he didn’t come back home, how could

she get a great-grandson then?

Theresa alone couldn’t have a baby.

The night was falling, and Armand still hadn’t come back.

Theresa insisted prepare a meal for Mrs.Leslie herself despite that Mrs.Leslie was stopping her.

Her cooking skill wasn’t good, however, she just did it as a token of her regard.

With the guidance of the maid, she made a couple of dishes that Mrs.Leslie ordinarily enjoyed more.

Pork Ribs and Turnip Soup were a great dish to eat in winter, and there came the crispy bean curd,

seared shrimp with garlic, and boiled Chinese yam. All was a light diet.

The food was cooked and served on the table, Theresa washed her hands to serve the rice, and called

Mrs.Leslie to eat.

Mrs.Leslie was still so happy about what occurred during the day as she was told that she can get a

grandson, of course, she was so happy about that.

So she didn't pay attention to Theresa and didn't discover what was wrong with her.

She was so kind that she cooked for her actually, she was so glad about that.

Armand made the right choice to marry her.

Armand wasn’t around and the maid didn’t sit in. There were only Theresa and Mrs.Leslie at the table,

Theresa didn’t have an appetite, she simply didn’t want Mrs.Leslie to know what was in her mind so

she forced herself to eat some, "I heard that you like to eat these, I didn't make the dish well indeed..."

"Excellent, it's already very good, I found it's delicious." Mrs.Leslie picked up a piece of crispy bean

curd. Although Mrs.Leslie was old, her teeth were still tough, as long as it wasn’t too hard, she could

eat it.

"You eat as well." Mrs.Leslie served soup to Theresa, " We need to eat white radish in the summer as

the saying goes people eat white radish during winter and eat ginger during summer. The saying is

actually logical."

Theresa grinned as she agreed.

She finished the soup that Mrs.Leslie served to her.

After eating, she helped the maid to tidy up the kitchen and then watched TV with Mrs.Leslie in the

living room.

After ten o'clock, Mrs.Leslie was drowsy.

Theresa held her and helped her got into the house, "You sit down first, I will get you a pot of hot water

to douse your feet, so you may sleep soundly."

After today, she might leave, she treated her with filial piety.

After all, she used to call her grandma.

She got the water in the restroom. She tested the temperature of the water with her hands and felt that

it would not be hot before she took the towel and brought it out, she put the water bowl close to

Mrs.Leslie’s feet and brought her feet into the bowl, "Will it be too hot?"

"No, I’m fine with it. If it’s too cold, then it will be uncomfortable." Mrs.Leslie peered down at Theresa

and reached out to caress her head, "You are a good kid, Armand is so blissful that he could marry

you."

Theresa bowed her head, the tears streamed down, and dropped into the bowl of water.

"I’m the one who is blissful that I can meet you, regardless of what occurs later on, I will still treat you

as my grandma."

Mrs.Leslie didn't hear clearly what she said, she just said cheerfully, "Oh girl, stop saying so. You

wedded Armand, then I’m your grandma, you can't deny it."

The water turned cold, Theresa took the old woman's feet out and dried them. She helped her lay down

and rested, "It's late, sleep early."

Her feet were comfortable after washing them, Mr. Leslie hummed. "You too, sleep earlier. Armand has

not yet returned, you call to hurry him, let him return early."

Theresa covered Mrs.Leslie’s but then she stopped and nodded her head, "I will, you may just rest

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Mrs.Leslie shut her eyes happily, Theresa brought the bowl of water into the washroom and discharged

it, she put the towel aside and left while Mrs.Leslie was tired and was at that point sleeping right now,

Theresa walked soft and shut the door of the room.

Right now, the maid rested as well, the whole living room was empty and quiet.

She was able to hear her own breathing.

She got back to the room, the luggage was still positioned on the bedside, she didn't clean up and

sleep, but went to the window, tenderly lift the drape, the night was getting dull, and she didn't have a

sense of drowsiness.

She looked at the dull and bleak sky. There wasn’t even a star, very much like her feeling now, there

was no light and appeared to be hopeless.

She paid for her foolishness.

She thought that she could make it with Armand.

She thought that possibly he would fall in love with her.

She thought that she loved him.

But after all, only her last thought was true.

She was drawn to him, but what he gave her was a strike.

She was left alone and pitiful in the haziness of the evening.

And now, he was having a great time with the woman he loved. Was he having a heart-to-heart

conversation with her?

Nope, to be exact, they just continued their relationship and expressed their feeling.

Theresa stood by the window and Armand was back at the crack of the dawn.

He pushed open the door of the room, he also didn't sleep for the entire night. His face was pale. He

saw Theresa was standing by the window. When he was about to ask her, how came she to get up so

early. As he touched the luggage on the bedside, he was a bit shocked.

"Theresa." His voice was somewhat low and somewhat terrified, "What did you get luggage for?"