Chapter 770 Did You Still Want a Wife
Aaron said, "I'm not asking about that. My mom seems to have changed a lot. Did you say something to her?"
Nora's eyes flickered.
"Guess."
Aaron narrowed his brown eyes, the strength of his embrace around her slender waist increasing slightly.
"Honey, if you don't want me to kiss you in public, just say it."
Nora felt speechless.
Aaron was used to doing things his own way, and she believed he could definitely do what he said.
Nora didn't dare let him guess anymore and said, "Guess who that actress is?"
"Who?"
"Betsy Ward."
It took Aaron a moment to remember who Betsy was.
"Isn't she the woman who used to sleep with guests for Jackson and was later blacklisted by the entertainment industry?"
"Yes." Nora nodded.
Aaron's expression turned colder.
"Is she deliberately getting close to my dad?"
Nora thought for a moment. "It's not clear for now, but I've already warned her. If she wants to live a little longer, she should stay away from your dad. Otherwise, you will make her die miserably!"
Upon hearing this, Aaron raised an eyebrow. "Honey, am I that scary?"
Nora said, "I don't think so, but others probably do."
Aaron smiled and glanced at Jeffery, who was talking to several noble ladies.
"You haven't said why my mom suddenly changed her attitude. Did something trigger her?" Aaron asked.
Nora tidied up the stray hair by her ear. "It's nothing much; I just made you look pitiful in front of her."
Making him look pitiful.
A look of interest flashed in Aaron's eyes. "What do you mean?"
Nora smiled. "I've said that your childhood was quite pitiful. You almost became a gloomy and paranoid troubled youth because of their constant quarrels. If she really feels guilty, it would be better for her to make peace with Caden, so you can have a happier life."
Aaron lowered his gaze, looking at Nora's exquisite and ethereal face. His eyes fell on her bright and starry eyes, and he felt an impulse to hug her tightly and kiss her immediately.
Aaron's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice hoarse. "Honey, as long as I have you by my side for the rest of my life, I will be happy."
Nora extended a finger and shook it. "No, I'm very greedy. It's not enough for you to feel happy alone. I want our whole family to feel happy!"
Nora's smile was gentle, warming people to the core.
Aaron, who had little hope for his original family, suddenly felt hopeful at this moment.
He hoped that with Nora's efforts, the Gordon family would be happy together for the rest of their lives, gathering and becoming the family that everyone envied.
"Alright, stop looking at me like that. Go and entertain the guests quickly. I'll go find Jenny, too."
Unable to bear Aaron's gaze, Nora pulled his hand away, looked around, and searched for Jenny.
But after scanning around, she didn't see Jenny, only Ursula standing next to Edric, chatting and laughing with several male guests.
The smile on Nora's face faded.
"Honey, go remind your good friend, does he still want his wife? If he does, tell him to stay away from that woman named Ursula!"
Following Nora's gaze, Aaron's expression also turned somber.
He was going to remind Edric properly.
If Edric caused discord between him and Nora, he would sever ties with Edric!
Meanwhile, at the bathroom door.
Jenny had just finished using the bathroom and was fixing her hair.
The sound of high heels approached from a distance.
Soon, a woman's face with delicate makeup appeared in the mirror.
She glanced at Jenny, turned on the tap, and sneered lightly.
"Jenny, you're really useless. Seeing other women with your husband, you're not even angry. If I were you, I would have slapped that woman hard."
Jenny didn't speak, finished fixing her hair, and then turned on the tap on the other side to wash her hands.
The woman, upon Jenny's silence, exclaimed, "I am speaking to you; can you not hear? No wonder you cannot keep your husband in check. What allure do you possess to control the nether regions of your husband?"
Jenny leisurely washed her hands without looking up. "Why are you so angry? Do you think that without Ursula, you will have another chance? My husband has already firmly rejected you."
The woman was called Willow Clarke.
She was a rich young lady Fiona introduced to Edric before Ursula.
After several encounters with Edric, Willow confessed her feelings to him while dining in the restaurant.
But Edric rejected her on the spot.
"You!" Willow said angrily.
"I seem to have heard some big news!"
Willow's words were interrupted by someone, and Becky walked over with a smile.
"So it's Willow, the heiress of the Clark Group, planning to be someone's mistress and ruin their relationship?"
Willow recognized Becky, her expression changing involuntarily.
"That's not true. Fiona said their marriage was on the rocks, and they were about to divorce. She said she intended to unite the Bishop family and the Clark family, so I accepted her suggestion to cultivate feelings with Edric first."
Becky smiled. "Willow, you don't have to worry. I know what kind of person you are. You're so noble; how could you degrade yourself to be someone's mistress."
Willow's eyes flickered as she wiped the water stains off her hands with a few tissues.
"Exactly, I'm not that low."
Becky's eyes showed a hint of mockery, but she said, "In the end, it's all because Jenny is useless, unable to hold onto Edric's heart. No wonder Edric is fooling around outside."
Jenny glanced at Becky, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Jenny never liked Becky, who always bullied Nora.
But later, Jenny heard from Nora that Becky, who had no blood relation to her, seemed to have changed for the better.
Becky's relationship with Nora also became closer.
Nora said so, and Jenny's attitude towards Becky had also changed somewhat.
But what did Becky mean by saying this now?
It sounded like she was helping Willow mock her.
"Yeah, who knows what Edric sees in her?"
Willow threw the tissues into the trash can, a mocking expression on her face.
"Clearly, from an ordinary background and an average figure, although her face is still decent, there are many more beautiful women in the world than her. Edric actually chose to marry her. I really feel sorry for Edric." Willow's tone was jealous.
Becky casually gathered her hair in front of the mirror and said, "I guess Edric observes a plethora of beauties; he likely seeks a shift in companionship. Once he grows weary, undoubtedly, he will replace them."
With that, Becky glanced at Willow, her face full of interest.
Becky added, "Look, I see a woman with a curvaceous figure sticking to Edric in the banquet hall. He'll probably switch to that type soon."
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