The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 780

Chapter 780

It looked more like they were arguing about something.

Maisie could not hear what they were arguing about clearly, but the two of them seemed to be moving very vigorously. The woman then pushed the man away and gave him a slap.

When the man held her hand and said something, the woman pulled her hand away from his palm and turned her head. She looked as if

she was wiping her tears away,

The woman turned to face the stone beam in front of the observation deck. Maisie saw her face in an instant, and her hand that was holding the teacup trembled.

Isn’t that Helios’ mother?’ Maisie stopped breathing for a few seconds as she could not believe what she had seen.

‘Helios’ mother and a man who doesn’t look like her husband. Who’s that man? The two of them don’t look like they’re on a tryst, but the man just hugged her, and Mrs.

Boucher had obviously cried. Judging from all that, all I can say is that the relationship between those two doesn’t look simple.’

Realizing that she had been distracted, Madam Nera asked, “What’s wrong?”

Maisie quickly retracted her gaze and said casually with a smile, “Nothing, it’s just that this scene makes me think of Nolan.” “You do have a very good relationship with that boy, huh?” Madam Nera sounded a little jealous, and Maisie felt a little embarrassed. She looked to the opposite side again and found out that Mrs. Boucher was already gone. ‘Mrs. Boucher is Helios’ biological mother and also Ryleigh’s aunt. I’m afraid that the Bouchers would suffer another huge blow to their reputation if anyone were to run into this situation. Of course, let’s not rule out the fact that the man could also be Mrs. Boucher’s relative.

“However, the hug that I just saw doesn’t look like one that would happen between siblings or cousins.’

Maisie went to the restroom and met Mrs. Boucher face to face outside the restroom corridor. Mrs. Boucher seemed to have just touched up her makeup, and her eyes were bloodshot, which meant that she really had cried.

Running into Maisie, Mrs. Boucher was flustered and seemed to start to think about where they had met before this.

Maisie greeted her first out of courtesy,” Mrs. Boucher.”

“You’re the one…” Mrs. Boucher could not recall her name at that instant.