Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 382

Amy heard Finnley and Faustina arguing. Standing at the gate with gifts, she wondered if it was appropriate to go in now.

Faustina whipped round and saw Amy when she finished talking. She looked over the girl, who has refreshing cropped hair, wore a black cashmere overcoat, without any makeup.

“Are you looking for Finnley?” Faustina asked her.

“Yes. I’m here to see her.” Amy answered and walked in.

“Finnley, someone is looking for you.” Faustina turned to say to Finnely, without any expression on her face.

“Amy?” Finnley was very surprised to see Amy. She had never expected Amy would come here to see her.

“Come on in. Sit here. I’m so tired.” Finnley hailed Amy to sit beside her and made up an excuse to conceal her injury.

“OK. Is this your mother?” Amy put the gifts down and asked.

“Yes, this is my mom, Faustina.” Finnley introduced her mother to Amy.

“Hello, Faustina.” Amy greeted Faustina very politely.

“Uh huh.” Faustina grunted as an answer. She was a bit cold and distant, even to Finnely’s friend. She didn’t think Finnley would have any friends, so she was wondering how this girl could make friends with Finnley.

“My mom is cold outside, but passionate inside. She’s an excellent mother.” Finnley would spare Faustina’s feeling in front of others despite that she had a lot of complaints about her.

“Humph.” Faustina, showing little kindness, continued reading magazine. What she hoped was Finnley didn’t make her angry.

“Nora, get Mrs. Carter a cup of tea.” Finnely bade her maid.

“What brings you here, Amy? I told you I’m fine. I just wanna have a rest.” Finnley said.

“I know. I’m here to see what your house looks like. I want to redecorate my house and I have no idea about it, so I decide to see different decoration styles.” Amy knew that Finnley was competitive and she had never mentioned her injury.

So, Amy decided to make up an excuse.

“Your house is beautiful enough. I don’t think you need to redecorate it. It’s a mess here and my house is simply and casually decorated.” Finnley thought Amy’s house was very beautiful. Most of the credit for it should go to Richard.

“You’re being humble. Your house is very beautiful. Did you design it?” Amy looked around Finnley’s living room, whose decoration was elegant and luxury. But it seemed not to be Finnley’s style.

“No, my mother did.” Finnley pointed at Faustina, who was reading the magazine all the time.