Goodbye, My Ex...

Half an hour later, the taxi arrived at Hockley's house in the southern suburbs.

The ancestor of the Hockley family used to work for Her Majesty, after several times of historical wars, the house given down by the ancestor was still intact. Today, it was worth nearly one billion dollars. When the taxi stopped in front of the house, the Maybach coming in the opposite direction also slowed pulled to a stop.

The man who got off from Maybach didn't wrinkle his suit at all, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his eyes lifted to see Rosemary.

Charles Hockley, how did he come back?

Rosemary was stunned and immediately thought that this was the Hockley family. It seemed that he had the right to come back to his own home for dinner.

Several paths in the yard led to the main house. Rosemary didn't want to meet Charles, so she chose the smallest path. When she arrived at the main house, the maid came to greet her, "Good evening, young ma'am."

Rosemary's face stiffened, nodded and followed the maid into the room.

The old ma'am of the Hockley family was only in her sixties. She looked younger in her dark blue dress. She was talking to Charles in the living room with a smile on her face. After hearing the maid's notice, she quickly stood up.

Rosemary walked into the living room and greeted sweetly to the old ma'am: "Grandma!" Like she never left, and like the old woman was her real grandma. She was forever a "Girl" in grandma's eyes since she married into this family.

"Ah! Come here, my girl!" The graceful Rosemary deepened the smile on the old ma'am's face. She moved her body and asked her to sit next to her, "Girl, sit here and let grandma have a good look at you." Charles, sitting on the side of the old ma'am, drooped his eyes and tasted tea. His whole body was exuding an indifferent senses that Rosemary did not exist.

Rosemary bit her lips and sat down.

Her sitting position was very close to Charles. The strange and familiar cold breath on the tip of her nose made her dizzy and uncomfortable. She moved her buttocks slightly away from the man behind her. The old ma'am was delighted to see Rosemary and asked many questions.

Later, when it came to the topic of Rosemary's father and mother's accidental death, Rosemary lost in sorrows.

The old ma'am looked this in her eyes and hugged Rosemary in her arms, "Silly girl, why didn't you tell grandma such a big thing?"

"Grandma, these are things of the past, now it doesn't matter."

Rosemary used a long time to calm down the mood in her heart. She pursed her lips at the old ma'am, "As long as you are well, your girl will be very happy."

The old ma'am stroke her fingers to Rosemary's forehead and said, "You just take care of yourself for me."

When she said this, the old ma'am looked over to see Charles, her grandson. When she saw that the man didn't show anything, she was disappointed and pissed.

Her grandson could not keep such a good wife! She blamed her own grandson for being useless to be a good husband.

The Hockley family came to the table according to seniority. Since Rosemary and Charles had been divorced she was a guest and should sit at the farthest from the host however, the old ma'am insisted on letting her sit next to Charles.

"Charles, help the girl with the soup, she needs more nourishment."

"No thanks, grandma, I'll do it myself." Rosemary was busy refusing.

But the old ma'am looked at reproachfully, "How can I do that? Let Charles serve you, don't do it yourself, girl!"

With that, the old ma'am motioned Charles with her eyes.

Charles licked his lips and got up. He picked up Rosemary's soup bowl and filled her with a bowl of soup. When Rosemary reached over, his cold fingertips trembled her heart and lowered her eyes instantly. The old ma'am laughed happily. She moved chopsticks first, and others moved too.

In the middle of the harmonious dinner, the old ma'am asked Rosemary where she lived now. When she learned that Rosemary was still living in the former Johnson's mansion, she frowned and was quite distressed.

"Girl, your old house has not been

lived in those seven years. It must be very smelly. I'll let someone go and make some decoration tomorrow. During this time, you'd better come back and live with me. Grandma assure you that you'll be taken good care of."

"Mom, are you confused?" The lady sitting on the right side of the dinning table couldn't help but say "Charles has divorced Rosemary She is not the daughter-in-law of the Hockley family any more. It's against the rules to live in the Hockley family."

The old ma'am never liked her eldest son's second wife. When she saw her dissatisfaction, she glanced at her, "Whether Rosemary can live in my Hockley house needs your approval?" The lady's face was stiff and she replied, "Mom, I didn't mean that."

"Why, I don't have a voice in this family now?"

When the old ma'am asked a rhetorical question like this, none of the family members dared to make a noise.