Goodbye, My Ex... novel Chapter 9

Everyone knew that when Mr. Hockley died, he handed over all his property to the old ma’am, including some rare antiques from the ancient times. There were two boxes of them. In other words, the old ma’am was a real treasure.

Never offend the old person in your family, he/she might carry some secret treasure you didn’t know.

“In the Hockley family, grandma, you were the most respectable elder.” Charles suddenly opened his mouth. His tone of voice was rarely not so cold and hard. “We all hoped that you can live 100 years old and more. We’ll not offend you in whatever way.”

“Grandma,” Rosemary got up in a hurry, went to the old lady, filled a bowl of hot soup and brought it to her, and said with a persuasive sweet smile, “First have the soup for appetizer. Later, your girl will accompany you for a walk in the back garden.”

The old ma’am looked at Rosemary’s sincere caring face, and then relaxed her gloominess and nodded, “OK, my girl.”

Charles glanced at Rosemary, and soon retracted his sight.

This topic has adjourned.

After dinner, Rosemary accompanied the old ma’am for a walk in the back garden.

The old ma’am didn’t know about the details of Rosemary and Charles’s divorce. She held Rosemary’s hand and chattered, saying that it was all Charles’s faults, childish, irresponsible, male chauvinism. She subtly revealed her secret intention of hoping Rosemary would forgive Charles. Now who is the child...

While, for Rosemary, always found a way to quietly changed the topic.

The old and the young ma’am chatted in the back garden until more then ten o’clock, about the old lady’s past, which Rosemary loved to hear and never showed any impatience.

Later, it was getting late. Rosemary had to bid farewell to the old ma’am, since now they didn’t live together anymore. The old ma’am restated her wish to keep Rosemary to live back with her, but Rosemary declined several times, so she had to give up, for the time being.

“Grandma, you go inside now, someone is coming to pick me up.” At the beginning, the old ma’am didn’t submit to Rosemary’s words. She put a cloak on her shoulder and insisted on sending her out of the house.

At the door, a black Mayback stood quietly there.

The tall and chivalrously handsome man was leaning on the side of the car, his expression was loose and unrestrained, a pair of strong legs were extremely eye-catching.

“Charles, haven’t you left yet?”

When she saw Charles, the old ma’am was stunned at first and then simultaneously pulled Rosemary near to her, saying with a parenting smile, “It’s too late. You help me send the girl.”