My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139: Chapter 139: What? You Think I’m Spending Too Much Money?

"Cecelia, hurry and eat. The more you talk, the more excited I get. I can’t wait."

And so, under Mrs. Vaughn’s vigorous urging, Cecelia Archer hastily finished her breakfast and changed into the clothes she had been given.

To be fair, they were very beautiful.

The superior quality, the perfectly tailored fit, and the elegant, tasteful color made Cecelia look like a professional model—tall, curvy, and fair-skinned.

Even without a trace of makeup or any hairstyling, she was beautiful enough to make people unable to look away.

Because of his age, the old master had a particular fondness for cheongsams.

Seeing Cecelia dressed like this was like seeing his wife in her youth, and the old man’s eyes lit up.

"Beautiful. It’s all thanks to your good taste, Jessica. It suits Cecelia perfectly."

Mrs. Vaughn had to admit, there was a reason Damien Vaughn had fallen for Cecelia Archer.

She had good skin and a great figure. Although her features weren’t exactly to her liking, they were above average. She wouldn’t be an embarrassment to take out.

’A pity. Compared to Gwen Morgan, she’s still a notch below.’

"See? Grandpa thinks it looks good too, so just wear it. I haven’t been back to Veridia in over a decade, and I have no idea how much it’s developed. Wear this and come out for a stroll with me."

Although the old master and she were singing its praises, Cecelia herself didn’t think so.

The cheongsam was a modernized version, not as long as the traditional kind. It only reached her knees and had a slit, which made her feel very insecure.

And those shoes—they were beautiful, yes, but far too high. Going shopping in them, it would be a miracle if she wasn’t dead tired by the end.

But those weren’t the most important issues. Most importantly, she was keenly aware of how out of character Mrs. Vaughn was acting. ’I can’t believe she’s being sincere with me. I don’t want to be played for a fool by her again.’

"Thank you. I love the clothes, but I’ll have to pass on going shopping in them. Candy is still little, and I have to carry her from time to time, which would be inconvenient. Besides, Grandpa’s physical therapy has been paused for several days now. I can’t delay it any longer. I have to stay home and give him his therapy today."

"Candy is still little; she wouldn’t understand a thing about shopping anyway. We’ll leave her home for today. I’ll take her to the amusement park another day, just the two of us. As for the physical therapy, you can do that in the afternoon or evening. It doesn’t have to be in the morning. Just come with me."

Mrs. Vaughn hadn’t slept well last night either. She had spent the entire night mulling over ways to deal with Cecelia for the sake of her son’s future.

She had already brought her plan this far; she couldn’t let Cecelia back out now.

"I was planning on buying you some gifts. What’s the fun in me going alone if you’re not with me? Or are you still angry with me?"

She was using that line to pressure her again.

Cecelia was utterly speechless and could only turn to Damien Vaughn for help.

Unexpectedly, Damien was on the same side as his mother today.

"Since Mom has put it that way, you should just go. Grandpa’s physical therapy isn’t urgent."

Cecelia was beyond exasperated.

’When on earth will they schedule Candy’s surgery? Once Candy has the operation and recovers her health, I won’t need to rely on Damien Vaughn anymore. You couldn’t pay me to stay in the Vaughn Family household a moment longer!’

First thing in the morning, Cecelia was made up, had her hair put up, and was dressed in a cheongsam and high heels. Looking as glamorous as a Miss Universe contestant, she was dragged out of the house by Mrs. Vaughn.

The driver took them to Veridia’s largest shopping mall, which had just opened its doors.

The two got out of the car, and as soon as they were out of the driver’s sight, the smile on Mrs. Vaughn’s face vanished.

"I was so busy taking care of you this morning I didn’t eat a single bite. I’m starving. Come have a cup of coffee with me."

The two went to a café, and as soon as they walked in, they saw Gwen Morgan’s beaming face.

"Ma’am, I’m over here. Cecelia, you’re here too?"

’No wonder she wanted to come to a café. She had already arranged to meet Gwen Morgan here.’

’Since Gwen is here to keep her company, why did she insist on dragging me along?’

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