A Beautiful Misunderstanding

When they got back to the mansion, Essie kept thinking about it. Mary would come to their house or visit Leila to inspect their honeymoon as expected.

The next day, however, nothing happened in the manor. Nothing happened at the side of Zac.

Essie was completely confused.

What the hell? Did she and Mili see a ghost?

"Mommy, let's go to the town to have a look tomorrow. Maybe we will meet the bad grandma again," Mili suggested.

Essie nodded. She didn't believe that there were really ghosts in the world. Something must be wrong. Maybe there was a big conspiracy brewing in Mary's mind.

The next morning, after Zac left, she took Mili to the town, sitting beside the open-air tea table in the dessert shop last time. She ordered two cups of juice and a few desserts as she ate.

Provence was a place with sunny sunshine. It was a sunny day today. The sun shone warmly in the sky. She then became more sleepy, and she rested her head on her hands, dozing off.

After a long time, Mili's voice came. "Mommy, look! Bad grandma is here again."

But all of a sudden, Essie came to her senses and looked in the direction of her daughter's finger. The lady went to the floral shop as last time and bought a bunch of forget me not. In order not to convince Zac, she took out her phone and took some photos.

When the woman turned around and was about to leave, Essie took Mili's hand and said, "Let's follow her secretly and see where she is going."

"Okay." Mili nodded. She felt like she was Sherlock Holmes the detective.

Essie told four bodyguards to keep a low profile and not to be discovered by others.

The woman walked to the parking lot at the street corner and got on a Rolls Royce. As the car of Essie and bodyguards also parked there, they quickly got on the car and followed the Rolls Royce.

The car in front of them was not fast, and the driver seemed not to have noticed that they were being followed.

After passing through a path in the forest with lavender fields on both sides, a Rolls Royce stopped in front of the iron gate of a large manor.

The door opened slowly. When the car drove in, it closed slowly.

Essie noticed that there were a row of beautiful French words on the iron gate, and she didn't know anything about French, so she didn't know what they meant. But Mili understood it. She had mastered three languages.

"Rose Manor," Mili translated word by word.

filled with roses inside, right?" Essie muttered. To her surprise, her former mother-in-law had bought a manor here

her former mother-in-law was not a good person, she was quite conservative in this respect. Besides, her father-in-law was a decent person. She should not do such a shameful thing to

the manor. Then she asked the driver to turn around and leave.

Mili was still taking a nap in her room. At the same time, Essie asked the servants

the fragrance of lavender to them.

Manor in the east of the town?" She asked him

in a careless tone. He had always been indifferent to anything that had nothing to do

these words, Essie took another cake, smeared with cheese and blueberry sauce, and stuffed it into her mouth, completely

finished eating, she took out her phone from her pocket and licked her lips. "I have

and showed it to

was shocked. A sharp light flashed across his dark

wouldn't make a mistake. Even if I took a ten thousand steps backward, my

frowned. "Who knows that you are

is so strange this time. She didn't go to

never heard that she has an old friend in Provence,"

Rose Manor. I followed your mommy secretly today and watched her car drive

out his phone and dialed Rong Mansion's

confused while listening to the conversation between

said in a low voice after a long silence, "It seems that we have

lead." Essie's thick eyelashes, like butterfly's wings, gleamed with mischief.

me not as usual. When the sun rose, she and Mili went to the

expected, the lady

at Mili, and then Mili stood

she greeted her with her sweet voice in

angel, are you calling

Why did you come to Provence? Are you on vacation like us? " Mili tilted her head and looked at her with her big eyes blinking.

mistake me for someone else? I'm not here for a vacation. I've been

turning around on her face. Although the way the lady looked at her was strange, she was very kind, totally different from a bad grandma. So she was not a

grandma. You look very much like my

lady smiled.

her iPad from her bag, and took out the picture of Mary from her bag which Zac prepared

my God! Your grandmother is really like me!