Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Beside him, a young man with neatly cropped hair and clear eyes exuded a charm and maturity beyond his years. Despite being dressed in a suit, his youth and upbringing were evident.
Such an upbringing shaped by wealth from a young age, his every move radiated elegance.
His name was Martin, who had accompanied Serena to Lidaria today on the pretext of work.
After Serena went to her uncle’s house, he met up with some friends. Now, they were planning to stay overnight at a friend’s hotel.
“All the gifts from family members have been displayed except yours.” The rich lad hadn’t finished his sentence.
Martin calmly interjected, “I haven’t passed the test yet. I’m not considered her real family.”
“Why do you care so much?” The rich lad couldn’t help but put his phone away, staring at him in disbelief. “It’s just a girl. How can she mess with your mind like this? Listen to my advice, if she’skeeping you hidden, let’s find someone else. There’s plenty of women, why let her have you wrapped around her finger?”
It was then Martin looked at him, “I don’t want to hear this from you again.”
The rich lad was taken aback, “Do you enjoy being a lapdog?”
“I just like her, doesn’t matter what I am to her.”
Previously, she was engaged to Romeo, and all he could do was watch from afar. Later, it was rumored that the engagement was called off privately.
As for the reason, he wasn’t sure.
The fact that she was willing to be with him was more than enough.
At this moment, Martin pulled out his phone, found her Facebook post and watched the entire video diligently.
He liked the post and even left a comment.
[Your family sure knows how to create surprises and romance. There’s much I can learn from them.]
When the wealthy lad saw Martin had typed such a long sentence, his eyes nearly popped out of his sockets.
“So, you’re on Facebook too? I thought you didn’t use it. I mean, you’re on Facebook but you never like any of my posts.”
“You’re not her.” Martin put away his phone, his expression somewhat dismissive. “Besides, why on earth would a grown man post on Facebook, wanting likes?”
“Fine, my bad!”
Serena saw that the number of comments had exceeded two hundred and she was overjoyed. Then, upon seeing Martin’s comment, her face fell.
Hmph, so he finally admitted he had a lot to learn!
When Romeo had prepared such a grand surprise for Mirabella, and then there was him, simply handing it over without an ounce of surprise. He was so frugal and rigid!
Totally uninteresting!
So, Serena responded to many people but deliberately ignored him.After a while, Serena could not resist clicking on the fireworks video again. At the time, many of the staff at Reflections Villa had looked up at the night sky, taking photos and videos with their cell phones, gasping in amazement. They were all guessing who had arranged the fireworks display and how much it must have cost.
Serena felt a sweet sensation in her heart. She was watching the video when, unexpectedly, the camera panned over and she thought she saw Martha’s figure. She was standing by a large tree, seemingly watching the fireworks.
Because the camera moved so quickly, the figure was a bit blurry even when she paused the video, but Serena could vaguely guess that it was Martha.
Martha had mentioned that she had heard the fireworks last night but didn’t go out to watch them.
If she was in the garden at the time, why would she lie about it?
Could it be that Martha, being of old age, had forgotten after watching the fireworks?
Was there something wrong with her health?
Or had Martha seen the news and thought that the fireworks display was not as grand as the one her brothers had prepared for Arabellla? So was it because she didn’t want Serena to feel upset and deliberately kept it a secret?
Thinking this, Serena felt grateful for Martha, who always thought about her.
The next morning.
Belinda woke up in a daze, hearing someone speaking.
It sounded like her great-granddaughter’s gentle, soft voice.She was asking the caregiver if anything unusual had happened the previous night. Then it was Mirabella’s voice, checking the monitor. She looked at the data, and spoke with the caregiver for a while.
After a moment, a pair of soft hands rested on Belinda’s leg.
Mirabella sat by the bed, gently massaging her grandmother’s leg while discussing the medical condition with the caregiver. She also spoke to the other staff about the day’s precautions and a change in the prescription, replacing one of the herbs with red lotus seeds.
Belinda was already awake, but the comfortable massage made her relax and drift back to sleep.
She hadn’t slept this comfortably in a long time.
Not sure how long she had slept, Belinda woke to a world of pure white.
The snow had ceased, everything was draped in white, as far as the eye could see.
Mirabella sat by the bed massaging Belinda. Seeing her awake, her eyes softened, “Grandma, you’re awake.”
“Bella. How long have I been asleep? What time is it?”
“12 aclock.” Mirabella carefully helped her up, “Be careful, take it slow.
Belinda managed to sit up, her gaze never leaving Mirabella, her tone filled with concern, “Have you had lunch?
Have you been massaging me all morning? My silly girl. Your hands must be sore! Let me rub them for you.”
She had vaguely heard her granddaughter talking to the maid earlier in the morning, even helping her massage.
Time had quickly passed.
“I’m not hungry, nor tired.” Mirabella smiled softly, “But you can eat something light today. How about I wheel you over to join everyone for lunch?”
Today was Christmas. It was more lively when everyone gathered together.
“Sounds good.” Belinda agreed, her eyes crinkling with amusement as she looked at her granddaughter. Such a thoughtful, considerate, and sensible girl.Mirabella assisted her, while the maid hurriedly came over to help.
“Miss Bella has been taking care of you all morning, none of us can replace her. She just wants to do something for you personally.”
Hearing noises from the room, Serena, whe had been waiting outside, hurried in.
“Grandma, you’re awake. Lunch is ready, let’s eat together. It’s been a while since we had a meal together.”
Seeing Mirabella pushing the wheelchair, she smiled, “Mirabella, let me do it. You’ve been working all morning.”
“It’s okay.” Mirabella’s tone was indifferent.
The maid wanted to remind Serena to not overstep. In the eyes of Belinda, Bella had massaged her all morning without any complaints, while Serena had just walked in with sweet words, trying to take credit without doing anything.
It wasn’t very appropriate.
Unaware of what had transpired, Serena stayed beside Belinda, smiling sweetly.
“Grandma, I dreamed so many times about this day. Finally, it’s come true. You’re awake and we can all have a meal together.”
Before she could finish, there was a loud bang that scared her into shrieking and stepping back.
A smart robot about a meter high had unexpectedly exploded, scattering debris everywhere. Mirabella immediately shielded Belinda on the wheelchair with her back, blocking the sudden danger.
Several people were shocked.Belinda was startled as well, and Mirabella hurriedly comforted, “Grandma, it’s okay. It’s just a robot that suddenly exploded. Take deep breaths, exhale slowly, relax.”
Belinda first worried about Mirabella’s condition, “Are you okay? Is your back hurt?”
“I just saw some debris hit Miss Bella’s back.” The maid was quite frightened, the incident happened so suddenly, so quickly, she hadn’t had time to react and debris had hit Bella’s back.
She was worried about Bella getting injured and hurriedly went to get help.
“Let me see!” Belinda grabbed Mirabella’s arm, insisting to see her back.
Mirabella turned around, “It’s okay, I was just hit, it doesn’t hurt.”
“You silly girl. You just rushing in like that.”
“Are you injured anywhere?” Mirabella carefully checked, thankfully it was winter, they were wearing thick clothes and she had protected her, so the debris hadn’t hurt Belinda.
Serena was dumbfounded, only snapping out of it when Mirabella stepped forward to inspect the robot.
She quickly rushed to Belinda’s side, crouching down and asking, “Grandma, are you alright?”
“I’m fine”
A shiver ran down Serena’s spine as she realized her own fear. She had instinctively stepped back, unlike Mirabella who had immediately rushed to protect their grandmother, showing concern for her wellbeing.
Would Grandma think she was a coward, that she preferred her own granddaughter more?
If that was the case, then she had been negligent!