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.

surprise, her

much. Although 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

some photos of the manor. Then she

Essie asked the servants to prepare black tea and snacks. She sat in the lavender field with him, enjoying the pleasant afternoon

the fragrance

sip of her black tea, Essie said slowly, "Do you know there is a Rose Manor in the east of the town?" She asked him tentatively to see if he knew

Zac shrugged and said in a careless tone. He had always been indifferent to anything that

and blueberry sauce, and stuffed it into

from her pocket and licked her lips. "I have

and showed it

A sharp light flashed across his

mistake. Even if I took a ten thousand steps backward, my eyesight wouldn't be good and I recognized the wrong person but Mili wouldn't,"

frowned. "Who knows that

business trip, so no one should suspect me." Essie said, pouting her lips, "Your mommy is so strange this time. She didn't go to see you and Leila, nor did she come to blame me. Instead, she goes to the floral shop every day to buy a bunch of forget me not. Does she come to visit an old friend by

an old friend in Provence," Zac

Rose Manor. I followed your mommy

eyes. He took out his phone and dialed Rong Mansion's number instead

Essie was more and more confused while listening

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

me and Mili take the lead." Essie's thick eyelashes, like butterfly's wings, gleamed with

the lady would go to the floral shop and buy the forget me not as usual. When the sun rose, she and Mili went to the open-air tea table of the dessert shop and

the lady

stood up and ran towards her happily.

her with her sweet voice

smiled, "Little angel, are you calling me?"

you come to Provence? Are you on vacation like us? "

angel, do you mistake me for someone else?

of her mouth, her eyes carefully 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 bad grandma.

much like my grandma, as if you are the

The lady smiled.

Mary from her bag which Zac prepared for her. She said, "Look! This is my grandma.

was shocked, "Oh my God! Your grandmother is really like me! I almost thought it was