Chapter 801: Going to see grandma

Book:Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle Published:2024-5-29

Three days passed in a flash, and although there were occasional discussions about Matthew and Blanca during this time, they were becoming less and less frequent.
Blanca packed up a few pieces of children’s winter clothes, which realized that the clothes were a little old.
“Finished?”
Blanca shouted downstairs and pulled her luggage out. She just walked up the stairs and saw Matthew standing in the living room, wearing a yellow cashmere sweater and looking warm.
When Blanca saw him, she felt in a good mood.
“What’s with all the stuff?” Matthew saw Blanca’s pink suitcase and went up to help her lift it, “I’ll think you don’t want to come back if you do.”
“No way! I just don’t know how many days I’ll stay, so I’ll bring more.”
Blanca didn’t say, in fact, there were many other local specialties from this side of Oakshire in the suitcase, although Grandma couldn’t eat them anymore, Blanca still thought of bringing them to Grandma.
Matthew put the suitcase on the floor, Curtis had come through the door, “Everything is ready.”
“Let’s go.”
Matthew took his jacket and put it on Blanca, “Put some more on.”
The three of them had just gone out when they saw Isabel was there, Blanca was a little surprised, “What are you doing here?”
“Blanca, President Grant asked me to come!” Isabel jogged over, took a look at Matthew and said, “President Grant was afraid that you would be bored alone. Just gave me a few days off, but it counts as full pay!”
Blanca looked at Matthew, who hadn’t spoken yet, but Curtis had already spoken, “It just so happens that there’s some business over in B City, so the president took us both with him.”
“Oh oh.”
Blanca nodded, she knew that Matthew was the one who thought about work whenever … such a man, excellent, with self-control, and she liked it.
They drove two cars, one for Matthew and Blanca and one for Curtis and Isabel.
Just get in the car, Matthew turned on the air conditioning, because these days cooling powerful, Matthew worried about Blanca sick, told her to sleep a little longer, until the place called her.
Blanca agreed.
This time, Curtis carried all the luggage to the car and opened the door, “Go up.”
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are getting into.
Curtis: “…”
Since this is Isabel’s choice, let her sit. The atmosphere inside the car was a bit depressing, and Curtis was just about to turn on his music when he heard Isabel speak.
“Curtis.”
“… eh?” Curtis was secretly upset, but still agreed.
“Why don’t you like me?” Isabel pressed her hand, which was already trembling, and still asked. Isabel didn’t sleep well last night. She didn’t say that because she liked Curtis, she asked him to like her, but why?
If you are unmarried and I am not married, why can’t we be together?
Isabel’s eyes couldn’t help but be full of wetness.