Newlywed Wife Is The Boss

Jessica sniffed, her hands shook, how could this be anymore?

She didn’t have a chance to go back to say goodbye to her grandmother, nor could she. She naively thought that as long as Lorenzo’s condition was completely cured, her grandmother would be relieved and have nothing to worry about in her mind, and her body would naturally be healthy.

But things have turned out to be so uncontrollable.

The doctor’s words have basically given Grandma Nian her final sentence. Most people go from aging to death, and the inability to eat is the most obvious harbinger.

“Jessica, don’t blame me for speaking directly, the old Mrs. Fletcher is a disease of the heart that medicine can’t cure, and although she wants to see Lorenzo healed, she must not want to see you self-sacrifice.”

“Grandma knew everything, but couldn’t mention a word of it to Lorenzo, and that’s what made it the hardest ordeal in her heart, which is why she felt guilty and fell ill.”

Amara.

“Ching Ching, I want to see Grandma, I can’t just see her die! I can definitely do it, but Grandma is in Lorenzo’s private villa, how can I possibly get in?”

Jessica’s eyes were red, tears were welling up in her eyes, and her voice was choked with sobs.

“I suddenly remembered, before Felix mentioned to me, said that recently Lorenzo is anxious to choose a nutritionist and conditioner, I have the opportunity to meet Lorenzo, can not move to pass a message, Felix is his good brother, so Lorenzo to my words, must not suspect, I also have no reason to box him. ”

Amara suddenly thought of an idea.

“Just do it.”

Jessica’s eyes flickered and she hurriedly answered down.

…

Venus Villa.

Housekeeper Ela stayed by the old Mrs. Fletcher’s side, never leaving her side, and was just about to cook some root vegetables for the old Mrs. Fletcher when she heard the doorbell at the front door ring.

“What brings you here?”

Housekeeper Ela turned on the room surveillance, saw Beatrice’s figure in the screen and spoke in surprise.

“Grandma doesn’t have much appetite lately, I’ve made a few small dishes for her to try, so you can help me open the door.”

Beatrice deliberately pointed the food box she was carrying in her hand at the camera position and spoke with a smile.

“With pleasure, please come in.”

Housekeeper Ela was silent for a moment, but still eased the door open.

“Grandma’s not in the living room?”

Beatrice entered the door and looked around, but did not see the old Mrs. Fletcher’s figure.

“Ms. Ganny is a little tired today, just took her medicine and has laid down to rest.”

Housekeeper Ela spoke blandly.

“It’s okay, besides bringing these small dishes over, I also learned a pastry, why don’t I make it for Grandma while she’s not awake?”

Beatrice changed her shoes and placed the food box in her hand on the dining table.

“You command, I will just do as I am told.”

Housekeeper Ela, though not feeling well in her heart, could only do so. She could see that Beatrice was talking but must not have been in the kitchen.

“Housekeeper Ela, someone rang the doorbell, go check it out.”

Beatrice opened her mouth to look at Housekeeper Ela.

“Maybe the Eldest young master is off duty.”

Housekeeper Ela wiped her hands, glanced up at the clock on the wall, walked quickly to the front door and opened it.

Lorenzo is just back from the company, a cold gray suit, will be cold and reject people outside of him, reflecting the more difficult to approach.

“Lorenzo, is it really you?”

Beatrice turned to look in the direction of the door, her voice dripping with obvious joy.

“How is it you?”

Lorenzo glanced at her lightly, seemingly without a ripple, he never told Beatrice the whole address, must have been told by his father.

“Lorenzo, these are the little dishes I brought for Grandma, and I learned a pastry for Housekeeper Ela to make for Grandma, who will be happy to eat it.”

Beatrice smiles as she opens the food box and runs to Lorenzo with it.

A look that clearly invites credit.

Housekeeper Ela expressionless look at a smug Beatrice, the heart can not help but feel, Beatrice definitely not because of filial piety to visit the old Mrs. Fletcher, it is obvious that all her behavior, are trying to please Eldest young master, this alone, can not be compared with Mrs. Fletcher. Fletcher than, more than a galaxy away.

If Mrs. Fletcher were still alive …

Hey, unfortunately there is no if.

“Now that you’re here, go see your grandmother.”

Lorenzo saw Beatrice with an expectant look, although he has no feelings for Beatrice, but also not too refusal to face, face still have to give.

“We’re in this together.”

Beatrice sniffed and was happy as can be.

Upstairs in Grandma’s bedroom.

“You’re awake, Grandma? How are you feeling today?”

Lorenzo knocked gently on the door and threw it open to see the old Mrs. Fletcher awake, her brow aglow with joy.

The old Mrs. Fletcher’s state is not as good as it used to be　　.

“Grandma, I’ve come to see you too.”

Beatrice smiled and looked at the old Mrs. Fletcher and spoke sweetly.

“I heard that you have no appetite lately, so I brought a few small dishes made specially, you will like them.”

“It’s Miss Bailey, thank you.”

The words of the old Mrs. Fletcher were very polite.

“Grandmother and I see outside, make me embarrassed, this is what I should do, I feed you a taste, right?”

Beatrice walked forward quickly, tied a piece of vegetarian bean product with a small fork, and handed it to the old Mrs. Fletcher.

The old Mrs. Fletcher took the little fork and ate the vegetarian soy product, but with a violent cough, she spit out what she had just eaten.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Grandma!”

Lorenzo was frightened enough by the scene in front of him, and rushed forward, his cry, startled the Housekeeper Ela downstairs hurriedly put down the work in hand and ran upstairs.

Beatrice originally wanted to take this opportunity to please Lorenzo, but did not expect such a scene, so she did not fulfill her wish not only, but also almost dirty her specially bought new dress.

“O Lorenzo, I’m tired, you take Miss Bailey out.”

The old Mrs. Fletcher could not easily quell her violent coughing, and leaning breathlessly against the back of the bed, she spoke softly.

“Grandma, you get some rest, I’ll see her off.”

Lorenzo looked in his heart, very distressed, and took Beatrice out of the room where the old Mrs. Fletcher was, leaving only Housekeeper Ela to keep him company.

“Lorenzo …”

“Didn’t care about you, it’s Grandma’s not feeling well, I’ll send you back.”

Lorenzo interrupts Beatrice and insists on sending her away.

“Ms. Ganny, you have to cheer up, this will Eldest young master has recovered from his illness, he has all his thoughts on you except for the company’s affairs.”

“Every day, no matter how busy the company is, basically they call me about three hours to ask how you are doing.”

“the Fletcher family’s situation you are aware of, if you … Eldest young master alone what to do?”

Housekeeper Ela helped the old Mrs. Fletcher clean up and tidy up the floor.

“People are old and have to face reality, I said maybe you don’t believe me, recently I often dream about Jessica, more than once …”

The old Mrs. Fletcher’s voice choked with emotion as she mentioned Jessica.

Housekeeper Ela sniffed and her hand couldn’t help but shake.

“I thought I could strategize, but I ended up living until now and did something I extremely regret.”

“Jessica and Lorenzo … would not be in this situation if it were not for my selfishness.”

“What I’m doing is tantamount to harming people’s lives.”

The old Mrs. Fletcher sobbed.

“If Mrs. Fletcher was still alive, she would not want to see you like this now, Mrs. Fletcher is a very good girl, very good, you should try to recover even for Mrs. Fletcher’s sake　　. ”

Housekeeper Ela has been with the old Mrs. Fletcher for decades, and the old Mrs. Fletcher can still know what’s on her mind.