Blanca Roach waved her hand and sounded casual: “It’s okay, Mom, Matthew Grant won’t be like that.”
“That’s not necessarily true, men are fallible, especially if you have a baby.”
Rosanne Butler put Alice back in the stroller, sat close to Blanca Roach, patted her hand and said at length, “Don’t mind Mom’s nagging, she’s doing it for your own good, so you don’t make the same mistakes Mom did.”
“I know.”
Blanca Roach nodded and bit her lip.
She understood Rosanne Butler’s meaning and fears. Malinda Roach was an example of this, and her situation now was indeed somewhat similar to Rosanne Butler’s at that time.
The difference was that she was the one facing the unknown now.
Blanca Roach took a deep breath, looked up at Rosanne Butler and hooked a smile of understanding.
“Thanks, Mom, I remembered everything you said.”
“Good to remember.”
Rosanne Butler smiled and stroked Blanca Roach’s hair, beckoning an underling standing in the doorway, “Go see how the kitchen dishes are being prepared and call to let His Lordship know he’s back.”
By the time Matthew Grant arrived at The Roach family, the table was already seated.
He first glanced at the small woman sitting upright at the other part of the table before gesturing to Rosanne Butler and Huo Zhiyuan for a look.
“Dad, Mom.”
“Matthew’s here, have a seat.”
Rosanne Butler responded with a smile, her eyes full of appreciation.
Without saying anything else, she was still very satisfied with this son-in-law, and she could see Matthew Grant’s sincerity after all this time.
Matthew Grant had a light look on his face, his left hand set the dinner plate on the table, but his right hand secretly squeezed Blanca Roach’s finger underneath.
Blanca Roach was startled, the movement of clamping something, the dish fell on the table.
“Blanca what’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing, nothing.” Blanca Roach met Rosanne Butler’s concerned gaze and gave a dry laugh, “I just had a shaky hand, you guys just eat.”
After saying that, she gave a sideways glare at someone beside her.
In favor of Matthew Grant, he pretended to look as if nothing had happened, pulled the corner of his mouth at her, reached out and gave her another helping of the dish he had just served, and whispered.
“Eat it.”
Blanca Roach’s eyes were angry, but she couldn’t talk to him now, so she just glared at Matthew Grant and gave him that dish again.
Rosanne Butler watched the interaction between the two with a loving smile on her face, looked sideways at Matthew Grant, and spoke tentatively.
“Matthew, have you been very busy lately?”
“My assistant recently got married and gave him a month off, so the company has been a little busy.”
“So.” Rosanne Butler nodded a little, “Then I see Blanca is also very busy this time, she also has to bring up the children, you have very little time to sit and eat together like this, right?”
The look under Matthew Grant’s eyes shifted and he slowed down the movement of his chopsticks.
“Mom, don’t worry, I’ll make time for Blanca even if I’m busy, and the baby is for both of us.”
“Matthew is very attached to Alice.”
Blanca Roach echoed Matthew Grant’s words, locking eyes with him and ticking the corners of her mouth.
Rosanne Butler let out a laugh and squinted at the two of them, “Why are you two so nervous, I’m just asking off the top of my head, come on eat.”
After the table had eaten, Blanca Roach pushed Alice a Matthew Grant by the car, looked at a concerned Rosanne Butler and eased her tone.
“Mom, don’t worry, Matthew Grant is pretty good to me.”
Rosanne Butler nodded her head and patted the back of her hand, “Then you must remember my words and bring Alice over more often.”
“Yeah, got it.”