Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

It’s a cloudy evening and it’s raining outside.

The car lights blinked a few times into the door, Selina plopped down on the sofa, she saw Charles White get out of the car, holding something in his hand.

He was topping the rain, a few steps to the door, especially quickly, aunt with an umbrella to go out to pick up too late.

“Aiyo, how to top rain.” Auntie put the umbrella aside and took Charles White’s bag, flicking off the obvious rain on his body for him.

Charles White was unimpressed and looked for Selina.

She stood up from the couch with a stiff smile, “You’re back.”

“Hmm.” Charles White hands the flowers into her arms and removes his damp coat.

Selina held the flowers, there was still a visible bead of rain on the tiny flowers, each tiny flower was crystal clear, she could stare at the flowers out of breath, but was immediately followed by Charles White in his arms.

“I missed you so much.”

His body with the cold smell of rain suddenly attacked, Selina subconsciously shrink shoulders, but quickly relaxed, eyes drifted to Charles White behind the snickering aunt, shyly pushed him a little.

“The flowers, the flowers are all crushed.”

More than ten days of dullness, at the moment Charles White returned to stop, Selina is still not talkative, but in a much better state.

Auntie is looking at it, and her heart is happy with it.

When Charles White came home, Osmond was sleeping in the nursery, and woke up after the adults had dinner.

His little hand was holding the bottle, drinking very carefully, and his eyes were turning to look at his father, who was a little unfamiliar after not seeing him for so many days.

Charles White and Selina couple were watching the nanny coaxing the child to drink milk on both sides of the stroller, their hearts were soft.

In fact, Selina rarely comes over to see the child, she treats the child with a strange indifference, like now such a long time to stare at the child, she may feel annoyed.

But in addition to indifference, there is also an unwarranted sense of self-blame and guilt. Selina feels that she is not a competent and good mother, and in the doctor’s assessment of her recent stage Selina’s self-evaluation is extremely low, and she is easily influenced by people to go to extremes.

After Osmond goes to bed, Charles White goes to the study to organize things after this trip, some of which need to be entered into the computer.

When she returned to the bedroom too late, Selina was already asleep, and her even breathing was not pretending to be asleep as before.

During Charles White’s stay in Thailand, she seldom slept as soundly as she did today, and his return gave Selina an extra sense of security.

Charles White also wanted to spend more time with her, but there was never enough time.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

The autumn rain was continuous, a three-day drizzle in S city, not too big but not too small, but it made the heart sink.

Charles White did not go to the company the next day after returning from his business trip, and purposely stayed at home with Selina. Although there were no special activities, it could be seen that Selina was particularly happy.

“… can be looser, you try.”

Auntie was teaching Selina how to knit a scarf, a few thick and long wooden needles and a ball of black wool, a few knitting strokes and a head was made.

Selina took the head from her aunt’s hand and learned a little under her guidance, picking up quickly.

Charles White sat beside her and worked, looking at her from time to time, the atmosphere was particularly harmonious.

“Selina, go to the study and get the blue booklet on the desk for me, if it’s not there go through the drawers, or maybe it’s on the shelf.”

Charles White flipped through the reports on the tablet, as if casually.

Auntie immediately got up, “I’ll go I’ll go.”

“Auntie, make me a cup of tea.” Charles White raised his eyes and swept a warning glance at the maid’s aunt.

Auntie nodded and turned her head to pour water for Charles White, and Selina put down the knitting needles and wool in her hand.