His And Her Marriage (Lucian and Roxanne) novel Chapter 1855

Chapter 1855 Good Terms

Sonya made a beeline for the mansion as soon as morning arrived.

The children were already awake and were impatiently waiting for their grandmother to come bearing delicious gifts.

Sonya had started by tracking down local delicacies and buying them for the children.

However, possibly because she was displeased at the lack of authenticity, she decided to make them herself.

That morning, she brought them some osmanthus cake.

Roxanne woke up to find her body feeling as if it had rattled apart from the torture she had been put through.

She even wondered if Lucian had snuck a pill to deliver his exceptionally fearsome performance.

While he slept, she quickly tiptoed to get dressed, then headed down the stairs to greet Sonya.

“You're here early, Mom!” she greeted, stunning Sonya for several seconds.

Arriving down the stairs, Roxanne saw the children already in the kitchen having the time of their lives sampling delicacies.

Sonya walked over, carrying another portion plainly meant for Roxanne. After she regained her composure, she smiled brightly and said, “Come, try these cakes I made!”

Roxanne nodded. This change in greeting feels natural.

That was how she had greeted Sonya in the past before it became Mrs. Farwell.

Now that she was married, Roxanne no longer felt the need to be shy.

As soon as Sonya set the pastries down, she hurried out to her car and returned with a large but flat-looking purse.

“This is for you, Roxanne. A wedding gift from me. Inside you'll find a bank card and a title deed. There isn't much money on the card, but it's a lucky number. The deed, on the other hand, is for a beachside mansion that caught my eye when I saw it with a friend recently. You can bring the children over for a vacation in the future.”

Roxanne was stunned. Having thought of the gesture as merely a formality, she was surprised to discover that Sonya had planned it with so much thought.

With a polite smile, she accepted it graciously, “Thank you, Mom!”

Sonya beamed. “There is no need to thank me. It's what I should do. Let me know if there's ever anything you need.”

She had never dared hope for Roxanne to greet her like that again, thinking it would take several years.