Rosanne Butler took Blanca Roach’s finger and sat down.
Rosanne Butler was a great beauty when she was young and still maintains it well, even though she is almost fifty years old, but still looks like a flower.
She said in a serious tone, “Although Jim Grant was quite a bastard before, but you are at least a family, his wife was subjected to that kind of thing, you still need to go to the hospital to see, otherwise when people say you do not know what to do and fall down.”
Blanca Roach nodded her head.
She’d only been thinking about the studio, and Rosanne Butler did have a point.
Shelly wasn’t an easy mark, and since many of the reporters were indeed focused on The Grant family, she couldn’t afford to get caught up in such a trivial matter.
Blanca Roach rubbed up against Rosanne Butler, her voice soft and pouty.
“I know, mom or you thoughtful, I will let Matthew Grant take me to the hospital later, first give Shelly something, and then care about her, and then go to the company, okay?”
“You are a girl … or Matthew Grant spoils you. Seeing you so happy now, mommy is really happy in her heart.”
“Hey hey hey ~ that’s your daughter I have a good eye and found a good husband!”
Blanca Roach winked.
She also felt that she was particularly lucky to have found such a good husband as Matthew Grant, which no one else could really envy.
Blanca Roach took the initiative to put her arms around her mother and buried her face in her neck, “Mom, it’s so nice to have you.”
“Silly girl.” Rosanne Butler dotingly rubbed Blanca Roach’s head.
The two hugged for a while longer until Matthew Grant came down and saw the scene, he shook his head helplessly, “Mom, there you are.”
“Okay, okay, come on, get up, your husband is up.” Rosanne Butler nodded before patting Blanca Roach on the shoulder and telling her to get up, “Let your husband see you pouting and laughing at you when you’re such an adult.”
“He’s not going to laugh at me.”
Blanca Roach gave Matthew Grant a provocative look, as if to ask, right?
Matthew Grant’s mouth twitched hard, how could he laugh at Blanca? Blanca Roach pampers in his arms almost every day …
Matthew Grant asked the maids to prepare breakfast and asked Rosanne Butler to stay and eat before leaving. At the table, Matthew Grant doted on Blanca Roach and served her food, and the two of them looked like a couple in love.
Rosanne Butler, the eldest, was blushing at the sight.
She said, “Matthew Grant, you don’t have to keep spoiling her, you’re spoiling her!”
“Mom, which side are you on? People advise their sons-in-law to be nice to their daughters, but when it comes to you, it’s Matthew Grant who spoils me!”
“Isn’t it? I think Matthew Grant is just about to feed you!”
Rosanne Butler said that, but she was still happy in her heart.
She was relieved that her two children were happy.
Blanca Roach realized what her mother had said and realized that Matthew Grant had really been taking care of himself, just like he was taking care of his daughter. She took the initiative to peel an egg for Matthew Grant and brought it to his lips, “I’m good to him too, mom, so don’t just take it at face value.”
“Ang.” Rosanne Butler was helpless.
Matthew Grant swallowed the egg in one bite, and even took an ambiguous bite of Blanca Roach’s finger.
Blanca Roach glanced at him and blushed.
The two of them drove to the hospital to see Shelly after they had finished eating and sent Rosanne Butler away. Matthew Grant drove the car and Blanca Roach sat on the passenger side holding the thermos.