After returning home and having dinner, the two of them leaned back on the sofa together to catch up on the drama.
After a busy day, Blanca Roach was finally able to clear her head a bit, leaning on Matthew Grant’s lap and telling him about the events of the day.
“Matthew Grant, was I too impulsive?” Blanca Roach straightened up and stared into Matthew Grant’s eyes, “I didn’t actually have to do anything against them, it’s just … I couldn’t stand to see Shelly like that.”
At the time, it was just a moment of bravado, now think about Blanca Roach heart is a bit too much.
After all, Jim Grant is Matthew Grant’s younger brother, if by then he really opened a party and invited many celebrities over, resulting in Jim Grant’s wedding reception no one, then the old man’s face are not good.
He didn’t give Matthew Grant any consideration himself.
“So what, regret it?”
“Not at all. …”
“Blanca, you know what I like best about you?” Matthew Grant turned his face, his slender hands cupping Blanca Roach’s small, delicate face, closing the distance between the two, “Like that you’re straightforward and honest. True nature.”
Blanca Roach blushed, “I’m embarrassed by your compliment.”
“What’s embarrassing about that, huh?”
“Then in three days …”
Blanca Roach is really difficult.
To say this party, at that time is indeed unintentional, but now seriously think about it, Blanca Roach is want to do one.
“I support you, as long as it is something you want to do, I agree with both hands.” Matthew Grant’s hand has been towards the hem of Blanca Roach’s shirt, his voice is gradually a little hoarse, “I am unconditionally on your side.”
Blanca Roach was just about to speak when her mouth was already gagged by the man …
Matthew Grant, with a smile on his lips, was very satisfied as he picked Blanca Roach up by the waist, went upstairs and threw her into the soft bedding.
…
Shelly did not go home in the evening, but went straight to The Grant family.
The maids looked at the big Buddha and no one dared to speak.
She sat on the couch in the living room all afternoon, “Where is Jim Grant, where the hell is he, we’re getting married in three days and he’s nowhere to be seen, is that right?”
It was also the day Alan Grant was not here, otherwise Shelly would not dare to shout so loudly.
A few of the maids trembled, “Miss Shelly, the young master’s whereabouts are never told to us.”
“I don’t care, I’m sitting here waiting for him today, if he doesn’t come back, I won’t leave.” Shelly said angrily.
She couldn’t get through to Jim Grant on the phone, so she had no choice but to come home.
I don’t know where this man has gone to fool around again!
Shelly was about to stand up when suddenly a shadow came wandering through the door, stumbling around with the smell of alcohol, Jim Grant raised his eyes and saw Shelly sitting on the couch.
“What are you doing here?” His voice revealed a bit of disgust.
Shelly immediately got up and greeted him, smelling Jim Grant’s smell pinching his nose, “Huh … why are you drinking so much?”
“What’s it to you that I’m drinking, now that I’m not married, I’m checking in?”
“Jim Grant! You give me sober, I look for you is a serious matter.” Shelly was told by him in front of so many people that she couldn’t lose face and dragged him directly into the bedroom.
Jim Grant was very impatient and shook off her hand, “What the hell is going on, say.”
“It’s that … there may not be many people coming to our wedding … in three days.” Shelly said cautiously.