(0)
Chapter 130: Does She Think She’s Cute?
This was simply completely and utterly putting her face on the ground to step on.
“Mark… you… do you hate me that much?”
Jennifer looked at Mark with red eyes and choked as she asked.
But before Mark could speak, the voice of Smith’s old lady, who was pushed from the room by a servant in a wheelchair, slowly sounded at the moment-
“Miss Bleak, this Christmas Eve, not crying in someone else’s house is the most basic courtesy.”
That gesture Jennifer had just made was incidentally defeated by these words.
Seeing the Old Mrs. Smith dressed in a grace suit, her head full of silver strands tied behind her head by a delicate hair band. She was being pushed by the servants to slowly come to the living room.
It was Jennifer’s first time seeing the Smith family’s two elders. She originally carefully prepared to make a good show for her. At the moment, the Old Mrs. Smith was seemingly gentle but sharp enough to seem to be able to see through her eyes. All the reaction was gone.
Even the feigned aggression was not useful at this moment. Even if she was really aggrieved to the point of crying, in the eyes of this old lady, it was just playing victim to win sympathy.
She hurriedly put away the expression on her face and said, “I’m sorry, old madam. I… I just… was…
Was
She wanted to explain for herself, but Old Mrs. Smith didn’t look at her anymore, but looked at her grandson who was looking stern at this moment, and said:
“Mark, since,”
mom has already picked up this Miss Bleak, let her stay for dinner. She couldn’t make a trip here and go right back. Tossing her back and forth on the road instead would affect that child even more. Since Mae said she can’t move around, but since she already did, she can’t be allowed to move around more. Don’t you think so?”
It was unknown whether it was because the old lady mentioned Mae, or because that sentence about not being able to toss that child back and forth impressed Mark. He finally didn’t insist on letting Jennifer go back right away, but his cold face didn’t change in any way.
Seeing that Mark didn’t insist that she leave, Mrs. Smith and Jennifer were relieved.
The Christmas Eve dinner began.
The two old masters and the old ladies sat down on the main seat, with Mark sitting to the left of the old master.
“Come on, Jennifer, you sit here.”
Rebecca very actively led Jennifer to Mark’s side and pulled away the seat next to Mark to let Jennifer sit down.
Mark’s face immediately fell.
Just about to get up, then heard Old Mrs. Smith speaking, “Rebecca, although our Smith family does not have any special rules, but also pay attention to etiquette. Miss Bleak… is not suitable for that
seat.”
Old Mrs. Smith’s words were quite euphemistic. Mrs. Smith heard it and was hiding some anger. She elt this old immortal really would interfere with her plans.
She was dissatisfied in her heart, but she didn’t dare to really say it to her face. She just let out a
:mile and said:
Mom, it’s just us at the main table. What difference will it make? Besides, Jennifer’s body would not
e comfortable. If she’s sitting with Mark, he can assist her if she wants to eat something.
Smith family’s elders: “…”
Stupid!
Although they weren’t very happy with Mae marrying their grandson, they didn’t want to say anything since their grandson had married her.
But what did Rebecca mean by this behavior?
n the words of a young man, wasn’t it too low?
To force her own son to give food to a woman who was pregnant with his friend’s child?
Was it forcing her own son to betray his brother?
This girl named Jennifer was really like what Victoria said. Her ambition was written all over her face, and she didn’t know how to hide it from the two of them.
She even had the nerve to sit next to his grandson. Did she really have to wait until she was kicked out by his grandson to realize the embarrassment she was doing?
‘Mom!”
Mark’s patience had reached its limit and a layer of frost spread under his stern eyes.
“Mom, if you really feel that staying in the Smith family as my mother is bothering you, you can take Jennifer and leav
the Smith family. In the future, it’s your freedom to take care of her how you want and arrange her seating how you want! Or you can take her to the Check family. I believe that your family is more capable of accepting the person you want to accept than the Smith family.
Rebecca’s face changed drastically. She had thought that her son might be upset, but she hadn’t imagined that he would say such unpleasant words in public when the elders were present.
Was this supposed to drive her, her own mother, back to her house?
She looked in disbelief at Mark’s dark and terrifying face, as if all she had to do was insist that Jennifer stay here some more, and he could really kick them both out.
Jennifer, who was the center of the conversation, was even more pale and embarrassed.
Even if she wanted to sit next to Mark right now, to find a way to stick to him and find a reason for him to care about her, she didn’t dare to sit in that seat right now.
If she was really kicked out by others on Christmas Eve, she would be incredibly humiliated.
In between the stalemate, she hurriedly smiled stiffly, stood a little to the side, and said to Rebecca:
“Auntie, Grandma Smith is right. It’s not appropriate for me to sit here. I still want to sit next to you.”
Saying that she put on a decent smile and walked over to Mrs. Smith’s side, pulling her to sit down. “I know you’re worried about me and afraid that I’ll be too shy to pinch a plate. I actually have thick
1045
431 1
Chapter 130 Does She Think She’s Cute?
skin.”
After saying this, she playfully laughed twice and playfully spat out her tongue.
The two elders of the Smith family: “…”
Does she think she’s cute?
Well, she was pretty thick–skinned.
This farce came to an end for the time being.
Mark didn’t want to make this Christmas Eve dinner tasteless for the old couple, so, he put away the annoyed and impatient expression on his face and accompanied them to eat the holiday dinner.
Originally, Jennifer wanted to sell something in front of the two old people and show them
something, but after experiencing the incident just now, she did not dare to move at that moment for fear of making a mistake.
At nearly eight o’clock, the sound of fireworks outside rang out and the sound of firecrackers began to be frequent. Christmas’s calls also began to call each other.
The servants came over one by one to wish the main family a Happy Chrismas, and the scene was very lively.
Mark was the only one who looked at the dazzling colors of the fireworks outside and couldn’t help but think of Mae in his heart.
He and Mae have been married less than a year. They weren’t even together for their first Christmas Eve. During these kinds of family reunion days, he received a variety of people’s calls, and Christmas’s text messages, but only clicked on Mae’s dialog box, empty, nothing.
What was she doing now?
Was their family of three gathered around the fireworks and said Happy New Year to each other? The day before yesterday, when he went to find Mae, he saw all three of them with white flour on their faces.
At that time, they should have happily gathered to make dumplings, right?
Even if he didn’t think of the picture at that time, he could still imagine the three of them as a family. laughing and gathering to make dumplings, the three of them joking and having fun.
Now they should be like that as well.
A family of three gathered together, harmonious and happy. Mae cuddled up to that man, the cute little girl held by him too.
Just thinking of that image, he couldn’t control his jealousy to the point where his eyes turned red.
♡ (0)
(0)
