Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot - Chapter 299
Chapter 299: 136: Unexpected truth!_3
Translator: 549690339
Sylvia Thompson looked like the perfect little sister, not showing a single flaw.
“Great.” Seeing Sylvia so understanding, Mary Perryne was even more moved.
After all, she was the child she had raised with her own hands, and all these years, Sylvia had never disappointed her.
“By the way,” Mary continued, “I’m planning to have custom dresses made for your sister’s Family Reunion Banquet on the 18th. What color do you want yours to be?”
Sylvia held Mary’s hand and naturally leaned on her shoulder, “As long as it’s your choice, I’ll love it.”
Mary laughed happily.
“Mom, you’ve been tired all day. Let me give you a shoulder rub,” Sylvia stood up and massaged Mary’s shoulders, “You used to be busy with my sister’s things, and now you can finally have a good rest. How about I take you to do a spa treatment tomorrow?”
She wanted Mary to know that only she was the most filial daughter.
Mary nodded. In the past, she had focused all her energy on finding her daughter and neglected her own maintenance. “Great! I’ll ask Viola to join us, and we’ll go together.”
Ask Viola?
At the sound of this, Sylvia’s smile stiffened for a moment, but it quickly faded.
She realized that no matter what, Mary would always think of Viola first.
“Yeah,” Sylvia nodded, “l was just thinking about asking my sister.”
The Tuchman family.
Cheryl Forrest’s recent condition was very poor, holding Knight Tuchman’s photo and silently crying.
Seeing this, Ettin Tuchman sighed and walked to Cheryl’s side, “Cherly, Knight is gone. We need to look forward. I believe that one day, Knight will return to see us in a new identity.”
Cheryl acted as if she hadn’t heard him.
All she could think of were the words of Ettin’s colleague’s wife.
“You were originally infertile, and now you’re this old, still dreaming of having a second child?”
“Fraudster! Definitely a fraudster!”
“l think you should go and adopt one,”
Every time she thought of these words, Cheryl’s tears would flow.
Seeing her like this, Ettin sighed, ‘Cheryl, trust Miss Thompson once more. She will definitely help us have another child.”
Cheryl tried to calm herself down, turned her head, and looked at Ettin,
“We’ve been deceived… we’ve all been deceived by her…”
So much time had passed since then, and if she could get pregnant, she would have been by now.
Why would she wait until now?
She hated Viola Thompson.
She hated Viola for deceiving her.
She hated Viola for giving her hope, and now for letting her down.
Ettin continued, “You haven’t eaten anything for a day. Eat something first, or your body won’t be able to hold on.”
As he spoke, Ettin handed Cheryl the bowl he was holding.
Cheryl took the bowl but had no appetite.
Ettin went on to say, “Eat a little at least. What if Knight comes back looking for us and you’ve got some health issue?”
Hearing these words, Cheryl reluctantly took a few bites.
Although she knew she had been deceived by Viola Thompson, and she would never get pregnant again, what if she did?
Seeing that she was willing to eat, Ettin breathed a sigh of relief and continued, “Rest well after you finish eating, I’m going to work.” “Okay.” Cheryl nodded.
Ettin reluctantly left the house, looking back every three steps.
Even though his mood was not good either.
A middle-aged man who lost his child, with his wife now in deep sorrow; if he didn’t pull himself together, their home would be gone.
No matter what, he had to keep this family going.
Mary invited Viola to join them at the beauty salon for spa treatments.
The three of them arrived at the salon.
Sylvia Thompson was a diamond member of this shop, and as soon as she walked in, she was greeted warmly by the staff.
“Miss Thompson, it’s been a long time.”
Sylvia smiled and said, “Long time no see. This is my mother, and this is my sister.”
Sister?
The staff was a little surprised.
She hadn’t expected Sylvia to have a sister.
Looking at Viola’s demeanor, it was clear that she resembled Mary more.
“Please come in, Miss Thompson and Mrs. Thompson.” The staff was very enthusiastic.
Miss Thompson?
Hearing this, Sylvia frowned slightly.
She didn’t like this title.
This staff member had no idea: if Viola was Miss Thompson, then who was she?
The three of them followed the staff to the VIP room and began their spa treatments.
“Miss Thompson’s skin is so good, there’s not a single blemish. I recommend just basic maintenance.” While giving Viola a head massage, the staff member admired, “Miss Thompson must have regular treatments, right?”
It must be nice to have money.
“No, this is my first time,” Viola replied..
