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 former mother-in-law had bought a manor here in secret. 'Does she keep a French

not a good person, she was quite conservative in this respect. Besides, her father-in-law was a decent person. She should not

manor. Then she

same time, Essie asked the servants to prepare black tea

the fragrance

tea, Essie said slowly, "Do you know there is a Rose Manor in the east of the town?" She asked

don't know," Zac shrugged and said in a careless tone. He had always been indifferent to anything that had nothing to do with him. He

blueberry sauce, and stuffed

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

the photo and

flashed across his dark eyes. "It's really

I wouldn't make a mistake. Even if I took a ten thousand steps backward, my eyesight wouldn't be good and I recognized

that you are

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

she has an old friend in Provence," Zac touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

"This is Rose Manor. I followed your mommy secretly today

his phone

was more and more confused while listening to the conversation between

phone, Zac said in a low voice after a long silence,

the lead." Essie's thick eyelashes, like butterfly's wings,

as usual. When the sun rose, she and Mili went

expected, the lady came

and then Mili stood up and ran towards her happily.

greeted her with her sweet voice in

and smiled, "Little angel, are you calling me?" she replied in Chinese.

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

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

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. It was just the same

so strange, grandma. You look very much like my grandma, as if you

The lady

out the picture of Mary from her bag which Zac prepared for her. She

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