She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 155: He’s A Slave To His Daughter Alright

Chapter 155: He’s A Slave To His Daughter Alright

She had gone to the university that day, so she wasn’t free to pick up Pete from kindergarten. It was Melissa who picked him up.

Melissa entered the room nervously. After glancing outside the room, she came up to Nora, neatened her dress, and sat down gracefully in front of her. Then, she said unhurriedly, “I have something to talk to you about, Nora.”

“… What is it?”

Melissa frowned and asked, “Do you find Cherry’s behavior a little strange lately?”

Nora, “?”

Melissa sighed and said, “Cherry used to be very lively and a sweet talker. She played with me all day and also loved eating. Lately, though, she’s become a lot quieter. When I picked her up from school and asked her what she wanted to do just now, she actually said that she wants to do gardening and play chess with Great-Grandma. The two of them have been in the garden for an hour and a half!”

Nora, “…”

.

Melissa said sincerely and earnestly, “I know you’re a good girl and that you treat your child very well, Nora, but you have to spend more time with your child when you have the time. Otherwise, she’ll easily develop psychological issues.”

 

Nora’s lip corners spasmed a little at the kind reminder from her aunt, and she replied, “… Okay.”

Melissa breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up and got ready to leave. When she was about to step out, Nora suddenly asked, “By the way, is everything fine with Logan?”

The boy’s words just now had made her a little suspicious.

Had he encountered some kind of difficulty?

Melissa sighed when she heard her question. “That boy doesn’t tell me anything. I don’t know what he’s doing outside at all, sigh. But even though he seems a little stubborn and belligerent, he’s actually a very kind boy.

“Never mind. Let’s just leave him be.”

Melissa waved and went downstairs.

Beep, beep.

Nora’s cell phone beeped twice. When she picked it up, she saw a text message from Cherry: ‘Mommy, Princess Lucy sent me a picture of her new car. Isn’t this pink Ferrari adorable?!”

Little Lucy was a friend that Cherry had made when her aunt living abroad brought her to the UK.

The UK had a queen and a princess in the royal family.

right away. The two girls then added each other

Cherry’s contact information, Cherry had told her that she only used Facebook Messenger. The girl had then specially registered a new private Facebook account

only had one friend in the account,

ignored the text

another message after a while: ‘Mommy, Cherry also wants a sports car like that,

an emoji with a

scoffed at

her a voice message: “If you want

It was a limited edition that was already discontinued. Only a few dozen units had been produced in the country that year, and

say that

she did have ways to get one if she

In the hospital.

back to the family home, overheard the lazy-sounding ‘If you want something, then buy

eyebrows a little. Was the chance

“What do you want to

she sat on the hospital bed. She was secretly complaining inwardly that it must be because Mommy was just too lazy to buy it for her. Upon Justin’s question, her big round eyes lit up and she

 

took a look and immediately

little fellow immediately broke into a grin and said, “Daddy, you’re so awesome,

“…”

praises, Justin was

one, no matter the cost. Then, he scooped his daughter up with one arm

Her Grandma and Great-Grandma?

became excited at

At the Andersons.

stood up and got ready to go upstairs

That’s right, work.

to make a list

uninvited guests arrived at the door at this moment —it was Miranda

in, Rachel, who resembled Melissa somewhat, frowned and looked at her.

hesitant Melissa asked, “What’s the

“I was blind to pick on you all the time in the past,

get their money back. With housing prices

suddenly ran into trouble with recouping

possibly care about

Miranda as a

to let her in and even told her that she had to apologize to Melissa

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