Matthew Grant asked Blanca Roach to rest at home today and not to go to the studio for the time being.
Blanca Roach, however, strongly disagreed.
She had promised Cecelia that she would work on the design this week, and she had to put the party on the agenda for the weekend.
Would she let the gossip delay her work?
That’s not worth the loss.
A pair of thin willow eyebrows wrinkled up, Blanca Roach bit her lip, “I still have some work to do, if I do not go to the studio today, is not the default? I absolutely will not allow this to happen!”
She was not going to bow down to the forces of evil.
Those media can say what they like, I am lofty and unmoving.
The girl’s face was full of determination, exactly as she had been when she first met her.
Matthew Grant was in a trance, remembering the first time he saw her, her white face was clean, and her dark pupils shone with light.
Matthew Grant couldn’t help but touch the broken hair around her ear, a lost smile on his handsome face, “What about when you’re not safe to go by yourself?”
“Matthew Grant, do you still not trust me.”
“Of course I trust you.” Matthew Grant couldn’t screw Blanca Roach.
He trusts her, isn’t that a worry? His own wife, but he had to be nervous if he lost a hair.
“It’s just, I’m worried about you, I’ll go with you, huh?”
The man’s voice was low, full of magnetism, and vaguely ambiguous to hear.
Blanca Roach’s white face emerged a red trace.
It’s an old married couple, still so uneasy …
Her mouth was silent, but her heart was as sweet as honey. Under Matthew Grant’s warm gaze, she gave a vague response.
“Good.”
Matthew Grant was then relieved.
The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of tenderness, as if there was no room for anyone else …
Selina’s eyes were full of envy as she watched the couple work together with one heart and soul.
Even Alice raised her hand, wiggling her fingers and waving.
Blanca Roach gently picked her up from the child’s chair and flirtatiously scraped her chin with her index finger, “Little Alice grunting does she want to go with Mommy too?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Mommy can’t take you with her, when you grow up a little, Mommy will take you with her, okay?”
Blanca Roach’s eyes arched as she doted on little Alice and held her in her arms.
The little girl was as soft as a little ball.
Matthew Grant looked at both mother and daughter, and his deep eyes were all tender.
Blanca Roach coaxed Alice to eat her meal, then asked the maid to carry Alice down, it was time to put her to bed.
After the meal, Blanca Roach and Matthew Grant had to go to the office together.
In the car, Matthew Grant gently took Blanca Roach’s finger, “Don’t worry, I’m here for everything.”
“Do I look like I’m worried to you?”
“Yes, yes. My wife is not afraid of heaven and earth.”
Matthew Grant’s handsome face was filled with a doting smile. The two of them were intertwined.
The car had just reached the halfway point when Blanca Roach’s cell phone suddenly rang.
The maid’s anxious voice was on the other side of the phone, “Madam, Master Charles has taken Miss Selina away! I couldn’t stop them!”
“They’ve gone?”
“Yes, the car has gone …”
Blanca Roach frowned slightly and gave Matthew Grant a look before saying, “Forget it, just go.” After all, it is the matter of two people, they are not good to keep getting involved.
After yesterday, I think Selina should have thought about it more or less.
Blanca Roach told the maid to leave the matter alone for now, hung up the phone, and she looked at the man at her side.