Chapter 682
Old Madam Shelby pulled Charlie back to the sofa and poured him a cup of tea. “Come, have some tea to calm yourself down.” Although Charlie was a little reluctant, Josiah and Meredith had already left. He thanked Old Madam Shelby, “Grandma, thank you for supporting me.” Old Madam Shelby sighed, held his hand, and said, “Charlie, actually, I only did that just now so you had an out, also to give Josiah a sense of crisis.”
“Grandma!” Charlie furrowed his brows
“Charlie, your cousin and his wife might be divorced, but they plan to reconcile. They also have a daughter. There is no need for us to meddle in their affairs.”
Old Madam Shelby patted her chest. “Don’t worry. I’ll find you a good girl, I promise she’ll be much better than Meredith.”
“Yes,” Mary chimed in calmly, “no matter how good Meredith is, she is your cousin’s ex-wife. She is also the woman that your cousin wants to get back with. We should not spoil their relationship. Uh… if you really want a girlfriend, I can introduce one to you. I know plenty of heiresses. Not only do they come from a good background, but they are also scholars and pretty.”
“No matter how great they are, can they compete with ten-year-long feelings?” Charlie involuntarily said.
“What?” Mary and Old Madam Shelby were stunned at the same time. Charlie realized that he had misspoken. He shook his head and said, “I’m leaving.”
“Hold up.” Old Madam Shelby pulled him back. “Charlie, you’re only twenty this year. You were still playing with mud ten years ago. What do you mean by ten-year-long feelings?” “‘I was just joking. Don’t take it seriously, Grandma.”
Charlie got up from the sofa and hesitated for a while before saying, “But I really like Meredith. I’m serious about pursuing her too. None of you can stop me.”
“No! She is your sister-in-law!” Mary stood up.
“She is unhappy with Josiah, and they have already divorced,” Charlie said to Mary, “Mom, don’t meddle in my private affairs, you can’t anyway.”
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