Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 126

The painting that Jessica wanted to give Oliver was finished. She wanted to go out and find a mounting shop to frame it.

Before she went out, there were guests at home.

Sally came over and gave Henry a gift for gratitude.

It was a set of Zamani's top fine brush. Jessica picked it up and fondled it admiringly.

She didn't even want to go out, she soaked her brush and began to try it. The brush wrote well.

The brush she used to draw was bought casually in a store outside. It was indeed the brush from Henry's, which was the most suitable one for her.

"Thank you, Sally."

"Mr. Zamani told me to come over and give it to you. He's very grateful that you saved his life before."

"By the way, Mr. Zamani knows me. He knows my name."

"Yes, he used to be friends with your grandfather, so of course, he knew you."

"I see. Maybe when I used to draw, I used Zamani's brush, because when I first got it and used it, I somehow felt familiar, as if this scene had happened many years ago."

Sally did not dare to continue. She was afraid that if she said too much to go stirring up Jessica's bad memories, which must be big trouble.

"Jessica, do you like your current state?"

"I like to stay with Oliver, but I will be a little bored after he leaves for work. I plan to go to work after we have a child so that I can move forward side by side like a man. Otherwise, if one keeps moving forward and one doesn't move, the gap between them will get bigger and bigger until they can't see each other anymore."

Sally liked the woman as Jessica, who could recognize herself so well.

"You can rest at home and give birth to the baby first."

"How about you and Mr. Deerman?"

"He's just a passerby in my life. I don't want to be married in my life. Marriage is not suitable for a woman like me. I have money and I'm independent. Why would I find a man to tie me up?"

Jessica smiled. It turned out that her friend had lived such a free and unrestrained life. She sincerely wished her well.

They chatted in the study for a while. Sally knew that she was going out to frame the painting, and she was going to take her out with her.

Sally was familiar with the best place to frame the paintings. She had a master who specialized in mounting.

Sally took Jessica to a small mounting shop, and it looked like it had been running for a few years. There was an old master inside. His surname was Langston, and they all called him Master Langston.

Sally gave Master Langston some instructions and left because Jessica was still choosing the materials there, and the array of different kinds of silk was stunning, and it was hard for her to choose one.

As the saying goes, Chinese painting depended less on painting skills but more on mounting.

It was obvious how important the process of mounting was. One important factor was the master of the mounting, and the other was the selected material.

Jessica carefully handled the hibiscus painting. This was the first thing she gave Oliver, afraid that it was not done well enough.

Master Langston looked at her nervous expression and smiled. "Little girl, who are you giving this painting to? If the person who accepted the painting knew that you were so serious, he would be moved to cry with your kindness."

Jessica smiled sheepishly. "Master Langston, this is the painting I'll give my husband."

She thought to herself that she had never seen Oliver cry. If a man with such a cold face suddenly appeared in front of her, crying, she would be scared to death.

Jessica patted her head. She was really daydreaming again. Maybe Oliver had told her about the car accident before. He was still so young at that time. He must have cried a lot.

Both of them were in the same situation. They had lost their mothers early, but now they felt a little dependent on each other.

In the past few days, Master Langston called Jessica and told her that the painting had been framed.