SWNOVELS Chapter 319
Chapter 319 The Helms Family Is Strange
At noon, Anaya received a call from Winston. He said that he and Aracely had already made peace and told her about the misunderstanding between him and Aracely.
When Anaya heard Winston's rhythmic voice, she felt happy.
"Winston, is Aracely next to you now? I want to talk to her."
Winston turned around and looked at the girl who was curled up under the quilt and was unwilling to look at him. The corners of his lips curled up as he said, "It's not convenient now." "Alright, we'll meet when you get back."
Winston replied with an "okay" before asking, "Where is the Helms' home?"
"Canada's capital, a little far from Hamilton. We probably won't go to your city."
The two chatted for a while before hanging up.
Winston put away the phone and walked back to the bed. "Aracely, get up. Let's go eat lunch."
"No."
The voice coming from the quilt was hoarse. It was probably because she had been shouting for a long time, and her voice was extremely hoarse.
Winston was helpless. He bent down and picked her up with the quilt, ready to take her to the bathroom to wash up.
Aracely struggled violently. "Let go of me! I won't eat! I told you that I was tired, but you still didn't let me go! You are fucking inhuman!"
Winston said lightly, "It's fine if you don't want to eat. Let's continue."
Aracely was speechless.
"I was wrong. I want to eat."
Aracely had to give in, and her tone was full of unwillingness.
Winston's eyes were filled with a warm smile as he carried her into the bathroom. In the end, he couldn't hold back his desire and tortured her for another hour.
Outside the door, Yarden wondered, does anyone still remember me?
On the day they left for abroad, Samuel came to help Hearst and Anaya carry their luggage.
Anaya and Hearst were about to enter the elevator when they suddenly remembered something. "I seem to have forgotten to take the gifts I prepared for your parents. I'll go back and take a look..." Hearst held her hand. "I put them in the suitcase."
"OK."
Anaya followed him into the elevator and asked, "Where is the gift for your brother?"
"In there too."
"Will the clothes I am wearing today not conform to the aesthetic standards in foreign countries?"
"Fashion knows no borders."
"What kind of girls do your parents like?"
"Someone like you."
"Let's take a detour later. There's a delicious pastry store. I'll buy some and bring it over..."
"Ana." Hearst held her hand. "Don't be nervous. My parents won't dislike you."
Anaya was stubborn. "I'm not nervous."
When they arrived at the parking lot, she could not help but say,
"Why don't I do my hair..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Hearst sigh faintly.
Hearst held her face up and kissed her on the cheek. "Relax. With me accompanying you, no one dares to dislike you."
His voice was soft, and his tone was inexplicably domineering. Anaya was amused by him. "What? Are your parents afraid of you?"
Hearst also smiled, but this smile was more ambiguous than before. "Yep."
Anaya thought that he was joking to make her relax, so she did not take it seriously.
Samuel needed to stay in the country to help Jayden with his work. It took Anaya and Hearst nearly twelve hours to fly to Canada.
Outside the airport, a gray-haired old man in a suit and a middle-aged man were waiting by the car.
The old man looked senior, but his body was very strong. He stood upright, looking elegant and cultured.
Before approaching the two, Anaya first asked Hearst about the identity of the elder.
She thought that he was Hearst's grandfather, but it turned out that he was the housekeeper of the Helms family.
The two walked to the old housekeeper who respectfully said, "Mr.
Helms, please give me the luggage."
Hearst nodded and let go of the suitcase.
"We can put it in the car." Anaya pulled the suitcase over.
This man was already old, so she felt bad letting him carry the suitcase.
"Ms. Dutt, let me do it."
The old housekeeper seemed to be worried about something and stubbornly raised his hand to snatch the suitcase.
He was very mighty while snatching the suitcase. The suitcase was snatched by him all of a sudden. Anaya's fingers scratched the zipper and were left with a red mark. She hissed and raised her hand to check her injury.
The skin was scratched, but it didn't bleed.
The old housekeeper looked at Hearst's face and trembled. He hurriedly apologized to Anaya, "Ms. Dutt, I'm really sorry. I didn't do it on purpose..."
Anaya casually waved her hand. "It's okay. It won't hurt in a while."
The housekeeper was not at ease because of her words. He looked at Hearst and continued, "Your skin is broken. I will go and buy ointment for you now..."
"Bob, go put away the luggage," Hearst said indifferently.
Seeing Hearst give the order, the old housekeeper hurriedly agreed, pulling the suitcase to the back of the car.
Anaya faintly felt that the housekeeper's attitude was a little strange, but she couldn't tell why.
While she was distracted, the driver had already opened the door and invited them to get in.
Anaya temporarily dispelled the strange feeling in her heart and got in the car.
The car drove for more than an hour and arrived at the entrance of a manor.
The retro weather-beaten European carved gate was still as magnificent as it had been a hundred years ago.
The car drove into the manor through the gate and hit the road paved with red bricks. Tall green plants lined up on both sides of the road. The sunlight and shadows of trees crossed and disappeared from sight.
The car finally stopped at the door of the villa.
Hearst held Anaya's hand and entered the door.
The interior design of the villa was relatively modern. It was probably renovated. It was clean and tidy. The sunlight shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, bright and spacious. Three people were sitting on the sofa on the right side of the living room. Anaya had seen the photos of Hearst's parents in advance. As soon as she entered, she began to recognize them. Hearst's family relationship was very simple. Other than his parents, he only had a younger brother.
After the two entered, the middle-aged woman took the lead to get up and greet the two with a smile, "Jared, is this Ms. Dutt?"
Anaya recognized her as Hearst's mother, Linda White.
Linda was wearing a slim dress, looking elegant and graceful.
Her smile was kind and amiable, like an elder caring for the younger generation.
But for some reason, Anaya felt that there were other emotions in the woman's smile.
Hearst held Anaya's waist, and his attitude towards Linda was somewhat cold.
The two walked over to the sofa and sat down opposite Hearst's parents.
As soon as Anaya sat down, she felt a gloomy and resentful gaze.
She turned her head and looked over.
The man sitting in the wheelchair lowered his head and played with the kitten lying on his lap without any expression. He didn't look at her at all.
The gaze just now seemed to be just an illusion.
She frowned, and the strange feeling in her heart grew stronger.
She couldn't help but feel that this family was hypocritical and that there was something hidden deep in their hearts.