Marry Ex’s Uncle After Divorcement By Jacqueline Chapter 233
Theresa then advised softly, “Could youe back earlier tonight?”
“No, I can’t.” he looked up at her and objected.
He was as willful as a child and he should have been displeased with her solicitous concern! Theresa
teased him
in her heart. “Whatever.” said she curtly.
Charlie then left the room before giving her a nce.
Theresa took a nap after that. She was wakened to the knock at the door before long. “Pleasee
in.”
answered she.
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It was a maid holding a bouquet of flowers, who asked while entering the room, “Madam, you’ve
woken?” “What’s the matter?” Theresa was curious, as it was not the usual hour for the maid to clean
upthe room. Putting the flowers into the vase, the maid answered, “Mr. Calsis has sent you these
flowers.” Theresa snorted at the blooming flowers in the vase. So that stubborn man finally surrendered
to his true feeling, huh? He was using the flowers as a cover although he had refused toe back
earlier. “Thank you.
Just leave them there.” said she with a smile.
The maid obeyed and left the room. Eyeing the flowers, Theresa just felt her mood as brilliant as the
nts.
In the Waston’s home. As Rose’s luggage had been carried into her room, Rosales offered to tidy the
wardrobe
up for her. “Look, how neat it is now!” Rosales eximed when she’d finished.
But such chores had always been covered by servants in Rose’s own home. Now Rosales was doing it
herself
because she thought it a waste to hire a servant for that. Rose cast a look at her, “Just leave it to the
servants.
from now on. You don’t have to bother.”
“There’s no call for that!” Rosales cried out. “The servants cost a lot. Or leave it to me and you could
pay me for
that.” Rosales was used to being frugal. Though she did enjoy the life in the Calsis’ Residence where
she could
tell the servant to do anything, she herself would never be the one to pay for that service in her own
home.
Rose stared at her, “But it will make me very ufortable to have you do that for me.”
“Just take it easy!” reassured Rosales. “It’s my duty to look after you when you’re pregnant. Just regard
me as
your own mother and don’t be too polite with me! Please take a rest now. I’ll get out.” Rosales knew
Rose was
in a bad mood, and decided to leave her alone, though Rosales herself was gloomy too, to think of the
obstacle
of Jimmy’s career and the fact that Rose had been driven away from the Calsis’ Residence. How
despicable the
Calsises were, Rosales cursed!
Getting out of the room, Rosales saw her son sitting on the sofa. “What are you doing here? Why don’t
you go.
stay with your wife?” urged she. “Be quick! Don’t get stuck here.”
Jimmy didn’t give her any response. He was sick of the whole thing now. He even began to think things
wouldn’t have gone so bad and Charlie should have got nothing on him if Rose hadn’t got pregnant at
such a
moment.
After a while, the door opened to reveal Rose, who motioned to Rosales for her attention.
“What’s it?” Rosales hurried to go up to her.
Rose led her to the wardrobe and beganining, “Look at my clothes. You don’t know my dresses
can’t be
folded? You’ve ruined them!”
Shouldn’t clothes be folded before they were ced into the wardrobe? Rosales said to herself. She
just hadn’t
anticipated such a weird rule, especially when she had offered to help out of kindness. “Does it really
matter?”
she suggested, “Or I get them ironed?”
“No call for that.” Rose replied. “Just keep away from my clothes. I’ll manage it myself.” She then
closed the
door of the room.
Rosales couldn’t help feeling upset even when she knew Rose was acting that way due to her own bad
mood.
Rosales could only turn to her son, “Does it really matter to fold the clothes? Howe they would be
ruined?”
Jimmy only cast a glimpse to his mother, “Just keep away from her stuff, OK? She’ll got the right
people to tidy it up.”