Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 49

When Lambert heard that it was Jessica's sister who lived here and just now she was about to want half of the dried tangerine peel in an impolite tone, he felt confused.

"It's good for your sister to be here. Accompanied by the family, you will feel better."

Jessica said bluntly, "She's not here to accompany me. She's pregnant. Oliver arranged for her in the backyard."

Lambert's doubt was confirmed by Jessica immediately.

"Then you..."

Jessica tugged at the corner of her mouth helplessly, "Lambert, I feel sorry to let you know."

Lambert did not expect Jessica to live such a miserable life after marrying Oliver.

If he had met her earlier, perhaps everything would be different. He regretted that he had never thought of looking for that little girl, but occasionally in his dream, he would dream that if she continued drawing, with her talent, she would have been famous in Birmingham, and he would meet her again.

However, from the painting last time she drew at Henry's Brushshop, she should have stopped drawing for a long time. He didn't know if she had a good time all these years. Now that he saw her like this, he felt pity.

"Since it is so, why are you still here?"

"I won't be here for long. Maybe I'll leave soon."

"Won't he let you go?"

Sure enough, he meant Oliver.

"It's just not the right time yet."

Oliver thought that he had not really helped Jessica in the past few times, so he felt a little guilty. "If you need any help, you can call me anytime."

When Jessica heard this warm sentence, a layer of mist immediately appeared in her eyes. People were vulnerable when they were sick, especially when they were alone in a grand house.

Her misty eyes sparkled, "Thank you, Lambert. I can handle it myself."

As they were talking, a cold voice suddenly sounded in front of them, "What a coincidence."

Jessica did not know when Oliver came over. The man exuded a cold and powerful aura, and he looked at Jessica and Lambert coming towards him.

Looking at Lambert next to her, Jessica said first, "Grandpa knows I'm not feeling well, so he asks Lambert to send me some dried tangerine peels. I'm going to send him out."

"Who let him in?" With a calm but mighty expression, Oliver asked the butler who was following behind him.

It was rare for Shank to see young master be in a violent rage. He was so frightened that he stuttered when he spoke. "I... I."

"I did it. It has nothing to do with him."

Jessica turned to Lambert and said, "Lambert, I won't send you off. Thank grandpa for me."

Lambert knew that staying here would only make things worse, so he said, "Okay, I will."

Jessica whispered to the butler, "It's all right. You could leave and do your work."