Chapter 1897: Chapter 1897
If someone usually dared to talk to Winston , they would probably have been shot in the head by him already.
But Joan Wellington, chattering away on the phone, went on and on to Winston endlessly.
The man, however, continued to hold the phone with one hand, his elbow resting on the car window, a faint smile at the corner of his lips, patiently listening till the end.
When Joan Wellington finally got tired of talking.
Winston’s deep, magnetic voice came through the phone: "Joan, have a drink if you’re tired. Remember, drink hot water, don’t go for the cold. After you drink, check your cell phone."
Joan Wellington’s chatter was completely useless, like hitting cotton.
However, she was already used to Winston’s way of dealing with things.
Who made her marry such a cold-faced ice mountain man, who spoke and acted like a wind-up robot?
Luckily, when he faced her, the icy shell would crack.
Being reminded by Winston, Joan Wellington obediently poured herself a cup of hot water, soothed her throat, and then looked down at the cell phone—
"Husband, so you took photos... why didn’t you say earlier, had me talking for so long by myself."
Speaking into the phone with the speaker on, Joan Wellington teased as she enlarged the photos on her cell phone. Orıginal content can be found at noᴠelfire.net
"Yes, yes, yes, this is Skye Brown... Oh, she actually cut her hair short. She looks so nice with short hair too, cute and youthful, full of energy... Should I cut my hair short too, seems to look better than long hair..."
"Joan." Winston’s low voice came through.
"Hmm?" Joan Wellington responded in surprise, not knowing what he wanted to say.
Winston: "Do not cut your hair short, I like the way you look with long hair."
He most liked the sight of his wife beneath him, her black hair like silky satin, spreading across the bed.
Winston: "The long-haired you, makes me want to bully you hard."
Joan Wellington: "..."
The woman couldn’t help but blush.
The two of them have been married for so long, and their baby is almost four years old, yet Winston can still say such things.
Joan Wellington lightly coughed to cover her embarrassment, then softly said: "Since it’s confirmed to be Skye, then you should come back. It’s fine to leave Molly with her... When my brother finds the hotel, the front desk will hand him the room card. By then, hopefully, they can reconcile."
If Skye can reconcile with her brother, maybe her brother might just accept Winston on this account.
It was only later that Joan Wellington heard from Lily about the issues between her brother and Skye.
Joan Wellington had deeply felt the Wellington family’s class bias and arrogant pride.
She and Winston were prime examples of those who suffered because of it, even with Jasmine, her Dad, her Grandpa, and her brother still wouldn’t agree to her being with Winston.
Her mother was starting to relent a bit, but the three men at home still held their biases against Winston.
This led to Molly Wellington secretly reuniting and even getting familiar with her when she played at the Lucas family’s home.
And her brother was still in a cold war with her.
Joan Wellington had completely found no chance to tell Dylan Wellington about the past.
Apart from her brother having a cold war with her, the most important reason was, her brother simply didn’t allow anyone to mention Molly’s biological mother.
Not only her brother, according to what Lily said, Skye was also .
The past relationship, for Skye, was probably a wound that could never be healed.
For her brother—it was about a gold-digging woman whom he had completely discarded from his mind, unworthy of being mentioned again.
"Since Molly has been handed over to Skye, husband, you should come back. What we could do is just this much, hopefully... they won’t miss the chance again this time."