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Fleur pursed her lips, adjusted her shawl, and shot him a proud look.
The dinner that followed was something Lena found amusing but could not laugh.
The dishes were plentiful, and the hotel's service was attentive. Marco was not that difficult to get along with, but
Fleur...
"Let me be clear!" Fleur put down her cutlery, fiddled with her massive Kashmir sapphire ring, and glanced around
before fixing her gaze on Lena. "Ms. Harding, the Warnocks are not just any ordinary household. It's not a place for
just anyone, and..."
Marco coughed and weakly reminded her, "Dear, it's the Hamertons. The Hamertons..."
"Oh?" Fleur immediately raised her voice. "You old man, bad! When you were young, you pursued me and talked
about marrying into my family! Into my family, understand?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMarco coughed even harder.
Chris covered his face and shot an exasperated look at Lena through his fingers. -
After their meal, Chris walked Lena back to the apartment and headed over to the Hamerton residence. As soon as
he stepped inside, he spotted Marco and Fleur seated on the living room sofa.
Interestingly, he had wanted to talk to them as well.
As Chris took a step inside, he caught Marco making exaggerated hand signals and gesturing toward Fleur while
motioning for silence.
Amused, Chris chuckled and took a seat beside his mother, gently massaging her shoulders.
Fleur maintained her confident and proud demeanor, locking eyes with her son and sharing a seldom- seen,
contented smile.
"Hmm, good massage. Seems you've been taking care of someone like this outside, haven't you?"
"Uh, Mom..."
"I know what you want to say." Fleur smoothed her hair and picked up the teacup before her. "Let's be direct then! I
only have four words for your Ms. Harding—I do not approve!"
"Mom, why?"
"What why?" Fleur frowned. "Look at what she was like when she was eating. A long face and not even smiling. Why
would I need a daughter-in-law like that? So she can hurry me to my grave?"
Marco said with a smile. "Dear, the young lady's mature and doesn't like smiling. It's not a bad thing!
Chris needs a composed wife like that..."
"You close your mouth!" Fleur scolded him with a glare.
Marco could only get up to refill the hot water in the teapot.
"Mom!" Chris was getting anxious.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZuko had already come to persuade her. Although Fleur was usually picky and had many faults, she admired Zuko,
her eldest nephew, out of all Hamertons. A single word from his eldest cousin carried more weight than a hundred
words from him. That was why he had asked Zuko to be the mediator!
It seemed that this mediator had failed.
"Mom, you've only met Lenny once. You don't know how good she is yet!"
"For some people, one meeting is enough!"
"Mom..."
"Anyway!" Fleur raised her voice. "Her family background, education, and experiences don't match up to yours in
any way! I absolutely won't allow such a daughter-in-law to enter our home!"
Chris froze, and his eyes betrayed a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Y-You brat! Why are you staring at me like that?"
Chris did not say a word and left with a stern expression.
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