Chapter 168 Dealing with Someone Like You Who Doesn't Get It
Chloe rushed downstairs and saw her mom sitting on the couch.
Maya was preparing dinner.
Just now, Amelia quietly asked Maya about the woman from last night, and Maya said it was the famous star Paisley.
But now, Amelia was looking for Chloe, and Paisley was not relevant.
"What are you doing, Mom?" Chloe asked Amelia, one hand resting on Amelia's shoulder. The two of them were very affectionate.
"Brayden, Jacob's boss, just messaged me on WhatsApp, wishing me good health. He's such a sweet talker," Amelia said while replying to Brayden on WhatsApp.
Amelia's smartphone was just bought for her by Chloe. She wasn't very good at using it yet and typed very slowly.
Chloe thought to herself: 'Why is everyone talking about Brayden today?'
She was about to change the subject when she heard her mom say, "Brayden is a good kid. How old is he? Does he have a partner?"
"Just over thirty and probably single. Mom, let's not talk about him," Chloe said, trying to change the subject.
"Why not talk about him?" Donovan came down the stairs, his voice carrying a magnetic quality that made one's scalp tingle.
Chloe's face wrinkled.
"I asked Chloe how old Brayden was because I want to introduce him to a friend. This kid came to see me and even messaged me on WhatsApp, he's a good person," Amelia said, raising her phone and smiling.
"Oh really? Shouldn't we ask him first if he's interested in anyone?" Donovan looked at Chloe's embarrassed expression.
"Oh, Chloe, what kind of girl does Brayden like, do you know?" Amelia turned to Chloe.
"Mom, let's let things happen naturally with others, don't rush things. Let's eat," Chloe said and sat down at the dining table.
Chloe looked at the food on the table and casually said, "Maya, happy holidays. You've worked hard."
"Not at all! Chloe, I overheard the executives in the living room saying that this is your lucky year. Even in a lucky year, you should be careful," Maya said after setting the table. "You must take care of everything."
"She almost forgot her own age yesterday. Not only can she not remember her own age, but she couldn't even remember Donovan's! How can she be a good wife to others?" Amelia tapped Chloe's head.
Normally, this would be a joke.
But to Donovan, it wasn't at all.
He clearly remembered: she just said that man had just turned thirty!
She just didn't know his age.
Throughout the meal, Donovan remained stone-faced. But he wasn't very talkative anyway.
After dinner, Chloe lingered downstairs and didn't go upstairs, she was now afraid of him.
"Chloe, take advantage of the holidays to rest and spend time with Donovan. You stayed with me for a while before. Although he didn't say anything, he must have felt bad about it. Go quickly," Amelia urged Chloe. "Grandpa has already taken a nap, I'm going back to rest in my room."
Chloe knew her mom's body was still a bit weak, so she didn't want to stay downstairs for too long.
Back in the bedroom, she saw that Donovan had drawn the curtains and turned on the bedside lamp.
He probably got up very early and was planning to take a nap now while reading.
Chloe hadn't finished tidying up her clothes from yesterday, so she wanted to continue and get out her spring clothes since spring was coming.
"Besides knowing that your husband is named Donovan, you don't know anything else, right?" his voice came faintly from behind Chloe.
Chloe's hand in the closet paused, "How could I not know?"
She knew Donovan was talking about the age thing. She remembered Brayden's because he had just mentioned it to her on New Year's.
Donovan had never mentioned his.
Besides, she didn't mind how old he was.
"Do you know my size?" Donovan's lips carried a slight chill. "Also, do you know who really gave you the flowers?"
"I don't know! You gave them to me!" Chloe held onto Donovan stubbornly.
"Isn't that man going to be heartbroken? Dealing with someone like you who doesn't get it," Donovan said with a cold tone.
Chloe stubbornly kept silent.
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