Marry Ex's Uncle After Divorcement

Marry Ex’s Uncle After Divorcement By Jacqueline Chapter 233

Theresa then advised softly, “Could you come back earlier tonight?”

“No, I can’t.” he looked up at her and objected. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

He was as willful as a child and he should have been displeased with her solicitous concern! Theresa teased him

in her heart. “Whatever.” said she curtly.

Charlie then left the room before giving her a glance.

Theresa took a nap after that. She was wakened to the knock at the door before long. “Please come in.”

answered she.

It was a maid holding a bouquet of flowers, who asked while entering the room, “Madam, you’ve woken?” “What’s the matter?” Theresa was curious, as it was not the usual hour for the maid to clean upthe room. Putting the flowers into the vase, the maid answered, “Mr. Calsis has sent you these flowers.” Theresa snorted at the blooming flowers in the vase. So that stubborn man finally surrendered to his true feeling, huh? He was using the flowers as a cover although he had refused to come back earlier. “Thank you.

Just leave them there.” said she with a smile.

The maid obeyed and left the room. Eyeing the flowers, Theresa just felt her mood as brilliant as the plants.

In the Waston’s home. As Rose’s luggage had been carried into her room, Rosales offered to tidy the wardrobe

up for her. “Look, how neat it is now!” Rosales exclaimed when she’d finished.

But such chores had always been covered by servants in Rose’s own home. Now Rosales was doing it herself

because she thought it a waste to hire a servant for that. Rose cast a look at her, “Just leave it to the servants.

from now on. You don’t have to bother.”

“There’s no call for that!” Rosales cried out. “The servants cost a lot. Or leave it to me and you could pay me for

that.” Rosales was used to being frugal. Though she did enjoy the life in the Calsis’ Residence where she could

tell the servant to do anything, she herself would never be the one to pay for that service in her own home.

Rose stared at her, “But it will make me very uncomfortable to have you do that for me.”

“Just take it easy!” reassured Rosales. “It’s my duty to look after you when you’re pregnant. Just regard me as

your own mother and don’t be too polite with me! Please take a rest now. I’ll get out.” Rosales knew Rose was

in a bad mood, and decided to leave her alone, though Rosales herself was gloomy too, to think of the obstacle

of Jimmy’s career and the fact that Rose had been driven away from the Calsis’ Residence. How despicable the

Calsises were, Rosales cursed!

Getting out of the room, Rosales saw her son sitting on the sofa. “What are you doing here? Why don’t you go.

stay with your wife?” urged she. “Be quick! Don’t get stuck here.”

Jimmy didn’t give her any response. He was sick of the whole thing now. He even began to think things

wouldn’t have gone so bad and Charlie should have got nothing on him if Rose hadn’t got pregnant at such a

moment.

After a while, the door opened to reveal Rose, who motioned to Rosales for her attention.

“What’s it?” Rosales hurried to go up to her.

Rose led her to the wardrobe and began complaining, “Look at my clothes. You don’t know my dresses can’t be

folded? You’ve ruined them!”

Shouldn’t clothes be folded before they were placed into the wardrobe? Rosales said to herself. She just hadn’t

anticipated such a weird rule, especially when she had offered to help out of kindness. “Does it really matter?”

she suggested, “Or I get them ironed?”

“No call for that.” Rose replied. “Just keep away from my clothes. I’ll manage it myself.” She then closed the

door of the room.

Rosales couldn’t help feeling upset even when she knew Rose was acting that way due to her own bad mood.

Rosales could only turn to her son, “Does it really matter to fold the clothes? How come they would be ruined?”

Jimmy only cast a glimpse to his mother, “Just keep away from her stuff, OK? She’ll got the right people to tidy it up.”