President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 271

The old lady looked at them grimly.

“I'm not a prisoner! Is it necessary to guard me like this? I just wanted to take a picture.”

“If you want to see Tim Crusoe, I can contact him and have him come to the hotel,” said the middle-aged man, frowning, “Why did you have to come here to see him? And you even took pictures of him? If people know that Mrs. Stevenson has done things like this, your reputation will be ruined.”

The old lady got a little angry.

“What did I do? I didn't break the law. Why would my reputation be destroyed? And a fan will never just call her idol to come and meet,” she snorted, “Forget it! I don't want to talk to you anymore. You wouldn't understand. You're as rigid as your old man!”

“Dad will be very mad if he finds out you were out seeing Tim Crusoe.”

The old lady's expression changed slightly.

“So what? Are you going to snitch on me? Are you my son or not?”

She hit him angrily.

The middle-aged man laughed and said in a soft tone, “Yes, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have brought you here in the first place. But after so many years, this is our first time to come back home. None of us are familiar with the environment here. We were afraid something would happen to you. If I were not so concerned about your safety, I would not be so worried.”

“Hmm!”

The old lady ignored him. She turned around and walked down the VIP aisle, escorted by a group of bodyguards.

Natalia didn't know what was going on behind her.

When she got home, she took a shower and called Victoria. When she heard everything was all right, she hung up the phone happily.

At this point, in an antique hotel.

Mrs. Stevenson entered the room and found the sullen old man sitting on the couch in the living room.

She walked in with a smile and asked, “What are you doing here? It’s getting late. Have you had your dinner?”

He ignored her and sat gloomily.

The old lady wondered if he knew.

She took out her phone and send a message to her son.

Two minutes later, she got a text. It turned out that the old man already knew. He was so angry that he didn't eat dinner and lost his temper!

The old lady put away her phone and said nothing.

Silently, she went to the kitchen and asked a servant to prepare a meal. Then she brought it to him herself.

“How can you skip dinner? Come and eat!”

The old man on the couch grunted. He turned away and refused to eat.

The old lady looked at him, trying not to get angry. She continued to coax him, “Sweetie, if you don't eat, you'll have a stomachache at night. Stop messing with me and eat.”

“Well, I’m not as reckless as you! You went out to see a man in the middle of the night, and you even tricked Robert to take you there! Am I nothing to you now?”

Her expression changed slightly.

She tried very hard not to lose her temper.

“Ok, ok, I was wrong. I shouldn't have gone to see him. Now, will you eat first?”

“No!”

“Just take a bite.”

“No!”

“...”

The old lady put the medicine on the table and went upstairs.

The old man was stunned and asked promptly, “Where are you going?”

The old lady said sullenly, “I’m going to my bed! I've been out all day and I’m exhausted.”

“But I haven't eaten yet!”

“Then just eat!”