Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Chapter 302 I’ll Get a Great-grandson Next Year

Someone opened the door, the voices of the maid and Elizabeth could be heard. They were talking to each other and Elizabeth was in a good mood and talked happily.

This was a matter between her and Armand, she didn’t need Elizabeth to know, she was too old to even think about dealing with something like this.

Not for the sake of Armand, just because that Elizabeth treated her very well.

She pulled open the door of her room, the maid was hanging the laundry for Elizabeth.

"I don’t know that you're home." When the old woman saw Theresa, she was a bit astonished, then, she grinned, "Come, sit down, I have something great to share with you."

Theresa faithfully sat down on the couch, and the old woman grasped her hand excitedly.

"What great thing makes grandmother so happy?" Theresa concealed her feelings well, without letting Elizabeth realize it at all.

Despite the fact that she had not spent a long time with Elizabeth, her thoughtfulness, and friendliness had effectively melted her.

Regardless of how she and Armand were, she couldn’t hurt Armand's grandma.

"I met a face reader today, he said that my face is ruddy and I would be blessed with good fortune which means something great is occurring." Elizabeth actually believed in face reading.

Most elderly folks believed in face reading.

People from the previous generation were more superstitious.

Theresa couldn’t help but giggle, "Do you just believe what he said?"

The old woman's eyes widened, "Let me tell you, I didn't tell him that I had a grandson, however by reading my face, he could tell that I had a grandson who got married and said that one year from now I would get a great-grandson, could I not trust it?"

The housekeeper interrupted, "Elizabeth was so glad that she gave him a red packet with a considerable amount of money."

The grin on Theresa’s face gradually faded away.

Elizabeth held Theresa’s hand tighter and came closer, "Theresa, about this, I’m counting on you."

As she said, her eyes fell on her tummy, “Maybe my great-grandson has already been in your womb.”

could she say anything to coax

leave and to repay Elizabeth’s thoughtfulness, she stood up, "Let

She cooked for Elizabeth.

anything, "It's New Year's Eve, where is Armand? Is that he still

Theresa said nonchalantly, "Perhaps."

punch in his face. He had no sense of time and family, when he comes back home, I would beat him up." Elizabeth really thought was that if he didn’t come back

couldn’t

falling, and Armand still hadn’t

prepare a meal for Elizabeth herself despite that Elizabeth was

skill wasn’t good, however, she just did it as

of the maid, she made a couple of dishes that

in winter, and there came the crispy bean curd, seared shrimp with garlic, and boiled Chinese yam. All was

cooked and served on the table, Theresa washed her hands to serve the

the day as she was told that she can get a grandson,

pay attention to Theresa and didn't discover what was wrong with

was so kind that she cooked for

the right choice to marry

and the maid didn’t sit in. There were only Theresa and Elizabeth at the table, Theresa didn’t have an appetite, she simply didn’t want Elizabeth to know what was in her mind so she forced herself to eat some, "I heard that

Elizabeth picked up a piece of crispy bean curd. Although Elizabeth was old,

eat as well." Elizabeth served soup to Theresa, " We need to eat white radish in the summer as the saying goes people eat white radish during winter

as she

finished the soup that

maid to tidy up the kitchen and then

ten o'clock, Elizabeth was

will get you a pot of hot water to

leave, she

she used to call

not be hot before she took the towel and brought it out, she put the

too cold, then it will be uncomfortable." Elizabeth peered down at Theresa and reached out to caress her head, "You are

down, and

meet you, regardless of

what she said, she just said cheerfully, "Oh girl, stop saying

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