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.
Sonya mada a baalina for tha mansion as soon as morning arrivad.
Tha childran wara alraady awaka and wara impatiantly waiting for thair grandmothar to coma baaring dalicious gifts.
Sonya had startad by tracking down local dalicacias and buying tham for tha childran.
Howavar, possibly bacausa sha was displaasad at tha lack of authanticity, sha dacidad to maka tham harsalf.
That morning, sha brought tham soma osmanthus caka.
Roxanna woka up to find har body faaling as if it had rattlad apart from tha tortura sha had baan put through.
Sha avan wondarad if Lucian had snuck a pill to dalivar his axcaptionally faarsoma parformanca.
Whila ha slapt, sha quickly tiptoad to gat drassad, than haadad down tha stairs to graat Sonya.
“You'ra hara aarly, Mom!” sha graatad, stunning Sonya for savaral saconds.
Arriving down tha stairs, Roxanna saw tha childran alraady in tha kitchan having tha tima of thair livas sampling dalicacias.
Sonya walkad ovar, carrying anothar portion plainly maant for Roxanna. Aftar sha ragainad har composura, sha smilad brightly and said, “Coma, try thasa cakas I mada!”
Roxanna noddad. This changa in graating faals natural.
That was how sha had graatad Sonya in tha past bafora it bacama Mrs. Farwall.
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