Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 133

It was because Nell had been busy for such a long time. She finally managed to finish everything in the past two days, and the strings that had been pulled taut finally loosened.

It just so happened to snow yesterday. After dinner, Nell pulled Gideon to the courtyard for a walk and bask in the cool breeze for a while, but she did not expect to fall sick.

She knew that she was at fault and did not dare to speak again.

She obediently took the medicine that the doctor prepared.

Gideon saw her usually vivid face now weak and weary through illness and did not say much because he knew that she was unwell.

He let her rest well at home and told Aunt Joyce and the others to take care of her before leaving.

Nell was dizzy and laid down for a long time. It was noon when her condition finally improved and she heard loud noises from downstairs.

Nell was a little surprised.

Leith Gardens was Gideon’s private residence in Jincheng. There were rarely any outsiders in the house except for the servants.

Besides, the servants knew that she liked the quiet and would not make such loud noises.

Who was there?

She was about to get up when she saw Aunt Joyce running over in a flurry.

“Missus, it’s not good.”

Nell frowned. “What happened? Why is it so noisy downstairs?”

Aunt Joyce looked extremely awkward. “Aunt Jean has come over.”

Nell paused.

She knew that Gideon had an aunt called Jean Leith.

It was said that back then, after Gideon’s parents died unexpectedly, it was this aunt who raised him.

It was reasonable to say that they would have a close relationship, but for some reason, even though Nell had been together with him for so long, she never heard Gideon mention his aunt.

Nell had only accidentally learned about the existence of that person from somewhere else.

As she changed her clothes, she asked, “What’s wrong with her coming over? You look as if you’re about to face a great enemy.”

Aunt Joyce was indeed nervous.

“You might not know, but she’s not a very accommodating person. Every time she comes over, she always picks out mistakes. Everyone is mindful of her because of her kindness to Mr. Leith, so we don’t dare say anything. We don’t dare take her lightly either.”

Nell nodded in understanding and said nothing more.

After changing, she was just about to go downstairs when she heard a woman’s loud yelling from below.

“How do you lot even handle things? Is this the kind of tea you usually serve the Young Master? Did the Young Master treat you all too well normally and cause you to forget the rules?”

Nell frowned and walked down.

In the living room, a middle-aged woman dressed in white was reprimanding a few servants.

On the floor in front of her was a broken celadon teapot. Tea and tea leaves were scattered all over the floor.

The servants kept their heads down, not daring to speak. Standing a few steps away from the door was another person.

Nell raised her eyebrows, extremely surprised.