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Mrs. Olsenâs gaze was sharp.
She seemed delicate and weak on the outside but was resilient and tough on the inside.
Taylor knew her too well. He immediately said, âI have never considered her as my own daughter. Shirley, Iâve told you before. In my heart, only your daughter is my daughter.â
Mrs. Olsenâs jaw tightened. âIs that so?â she asked.
Taylor sighed. âI was against letting them live with us from the start. You know that, donât you?â
Only then did Mrs. Olsen nod.
Isla wasnât there to listen to the coupleâs declaration of their true feelings. She cut to the chase. âMom, Keira has always listened to you. Please go talk to her. Sheâs now living at the Hortonâs, where the nannies look down on herâ¦â
Mrs. Olsen lowered her gaze.
She had always been an open-minded parent.
Whether it was to Isla or Keira.
That was why she had never intended to intervene in Isla and Keiraâs marriages.
Isla had forced her hand. She had to use extreme measures to help Isla join the Hortons, which had deeply disappointed her.
As for Keiraâ¦
When she found out Keira was Dr. South, Mrs. Olsen felt joyous. A sense of achievement swelled in her as though her own daughter had come of age. Now, one daughter had let her down, and unexpectedly, the other had also done something foolish.
Keira had always been a good kid; she couldnât have been so reckless. Was there perhaps a misunderstanding?
Indeed, Mrs. Olsen was becoming somewhat anxious. She thought for a moment, took out her phone, opened WhatsApp, and sent a message to Keira. âKeira, youâve been married for so long, and I still havenât seen your husband. Bring him over for dinner when you have the time.â
After sending the message, she lowered her head.
She wanted to see what kind of man Keiraâs husband was.
If he was unreliable, then she would find a way to make them divorce and allow Keira to pursue a new life.
If he was dependable, then she would persuade Keira to live together with him, as living apart from oneâs spouse is never good.
When Keira received the message, she had just finished lunch with old Mrs. Horton.
After the commotion that morning, her spirits had been somewhat low. After lunch, old Mrs. Horton insisted on not taking a nap but stubbornly turned to Lewis.
âBrat, why didnât you explain to everyone today that my granddaughter-in-law is indeed your wife?â
Keira looked up slightly upon hearing that, about to say something, when old Mrs. Horton anxiously asked, âAre you considering divorcing my granddaughter-in-law later?â
Lewis paused for a moment. âOf course not, Grandma, donât worry.â
Old Mrs. Horton then looked at Keira, âGranddaughter-in-law, what about you?â
Keira hesitated. Realizing that Lewisâs gaze had also fallen on her, she finally spoke, âI wonât either.â
âThatâs more like it!â
Old Mrs. Horton grabbed Lewisâs hand with one hand and Keiraâs with the other, holding their hands together before speaking earnestly. âIn this world, Itâs difficult to find someone you like, and itâs equally hard to find someone â who likes you. Finding mutual affection is even harder. Therefore, you must take responsibility for your future and not let go of each other easily.â Upon hearing these words, Keira instinctively looked at Lewis.
Just as he looked up at her.
For a moment, their eyes met.
Keira sensitively caught a flash of uncertainty darting through his eyes.
He still hadnât decided if he really wanted to be with her.
This realization made Keira calm down, and she instinctively tried to withdraw her hand, but it was held tightly by his large, warm hand.
Keira looked up at him, only to see him clench his jaw.
She raised an eyebrow, signaling the man to offer an explanation.
Lewisâs gaze flickered slightly before he looked away.
Old Mrs. Hortonâs words interrupted the silent questioning between them. âBrat, Iâm asking you, do you like my granddaughter-in-law or not?â
Keira turned to look at him.
Lewis hadnât expected the old lady to suddenly blurt out such a question and hesitated, unsure how to respond.
A wave of disappointment suddenly swelled in Keiraâs chest.
Was it all just her wishful thinking?
She clearly felt that Lewis was fond of herâ¦
She lowered her gaze, about to say something when Lewisâs deep voice rang out. âYes.â
Keira was slightly stunned.
Her heartbeat raced.
Old Mrs. Horton then turned to her, âGranddaughter-in-law, do you likeâ¦â Before she could finish her sentence, Keira had already changed the subject. âGrandma, itâs time for your nap.â
Old Mrs. Horton paused mid-speech, then laughed. âOkay, okay, Iâll take my nap. My granddaughter-in-law is shy; I wonât ask you anymore.â
After that, she smiled and walked toward the bedroom, leaning on Fionaâs hand.
Once inside the door, the little old ladyâs confused state vanished, and her eyes became sharp. She peered through the peephole in the door. âFiona, theyâve both confessed their love to each other; they should be together soon, right?â Fiona didnât know what to say.
The two outside the door still felt somewhat awkward.
Dressed in a suit, Lewis stood tall and commanding, drawing attention wherever he was. His superior appearance, together with his appropriate conversation, made it difficult for Keira not to like him.
She dared not look into Lewis Hortonâs eyes and coughed lightly before asking, âDid you say that just to please Grandma?â
Lewis clenched his jaw slightly, âNo.â
Keira nodded, her gaze a little unfocused.
At that moment, her phone rang.
Keira picked it up to see a message from Mrs. Olsen. After reading the content, she raised her eyebrows slightly.
Lewis Horton inquired, âWhat is it?â
Keira Olsen handed him the message to read. âIsla must have gone home to tattle. Mrs. Olsen is worried I really became your lover, so she plans to ask me to come home for a chat!â
Lewis laughed. âSo will you go back?â
As Keira was replying to the message, she said, âIâll go back and have a look.
Mrs. Olsen fainted yesterday, so Iâm a little concerned.â
âAlright,â Lewis smiled. âThen Iâll go with you.â
Keira Olsen suddenly looked up, incredulously, âWhat?â
âI said I would go with you,â Lewis replied with a smile in his eyes. âDidnât she tell you to introduce your husband to her? Whatâs the matter, you donât want to bring one?â
Keira was surprised.
Well, that wasnât the case!
She took a step back in silence, swallowed hard, and then cleared her throat. Alright then, Iâll reply to her message.â
Lewis continued. âAlright, Iâll have someone prepare some gifts. You regard Mrs. Olsen as your mother, so when I visit my mother-in-law, I canât come empty-handed.â
Mother-in-lawâ¦
Keiraâs cheeks flushed even redder. She turned her head and replied to Mrs Olsenâs message. âOkay, Iâll come tonight..â