"Kay said you were resting because you drank too much yesterday?
As a girl, how can you still drink outside?"
Jane Quinlan turned and glared fiercely at Kay Forrest; that little jerk, he was clearly the one who got her drunk, and he still had the nerve to snitch.
"We had a company gathering yesterday, everyone was urging us to drink, so I had a few glasses, and then..."
"Enough, don’t talk about it anymore. It’s just not good for a girl to get drunk outside.
In the future, you better be more careful, don’t keep Kay so worried."
She pouted unhappily: "Mom, I’m your own daughter, you should be on my side.
Who knows, maybe one day I’ll break up with Kay."
"Pah, nonsense."
Jane Quinlan rolled her eyes: "Forget it, I won’t make random talk with you anymore.
Mom, why did you call , anyway?"
"Your prolonged nagging made almost forget the main thing, Benjamin Quinlan is coming back to the country in a few days.
Your aunt said that he’s going to Anchester, you should show him around."
"Benjamin is coming back? Why?" she asked, sowhat surprised.
"He’s graduated."
"Didn’t my aunt say that he was going to work abroad?"
Mrs. Quinlan chuckled: "Who knows. Benjamin says he feels too lonely abroad, so he wants to return ho. Your uncle and aunt can’t control him, can they?"
Jane Quinlan curled her lip, her foot casually tapping the tile under the balcony: "If my brother cos back, then my aunt will lose her bragging rights, and these days she must be feeling pretty down about it."
"Isn’t that so, alright, alright, I won’t keep you and Kay.
I’m telling you, the best years for a woman are these few, and that guy Kay isn’t bad.
Since you’ve already jumped on the ride, then just pay the fare.
Get married soon, or just have a baby early.
Anyway, you..."
"Okay, okay, mom, I’m really at a loss with you.
Can we skip this topic and not talk about it?
I’m not going to talk to you right now, I’m hanging up."
She hung up the phone with a sigh of relief, her mother really could go on and on.
Every ti she calls, it’s always about this topic, isn’t she tired of it?
Kay Forrest approached and asked, "Is your formidable cousin coming back?"
Jane Quinlan gave him a sidelong glance: "Why do I feel like you’re enjoying this as if it’s so kind of drama."
"Cut it out, what does it have to do with .
But it seems to that you and your aunt don’t have a good relationship."
Jane Quinlan hugged her chest and pursed her lips: "It’s not great, I can be quite lodramatic sotis.
When hurt by soone, I rember it for a long ti.
That’s why I rarely make enemies, but once I do, I rember them for a long ti."
"Tell about it. How did your aunt offend you?"
"When I was a kid, my grandparents lived with my uncle and aunt.
Then once my mom was going to her parental ho and told to go eat at my aunt’s place.
My dad had already called my uncle beforehand.
But when I got there, my aunt told they hadn’t prepared food for , and that I should have let her know in advance if I was coming for a al.
At that ti my uncle was embarrassed and said, let the child eat first.
Then the two of them started quarreling right in front of .
I just turned around and ran away because I was too heartbroken."
"That is indeed a bit much," Kay Forrest nodded.
"So, ever since then, I’ve never eaten at my aunt’s house again."
Kay Forrest smiled with a wry lips: "So is your grudge against your aunt bigger, or is it bigger against Xavier?"
Jane Quinlan turned her head and glared at him: "How do you manage to bring the topic back to him again."
"Just curious, is that not okay?"
"I only hold a grudge against my aunt, not hate, because she’s family, and I can’t just cut ties with her forever.
But towards Xavier, it’s just hate, no grudge necessary, because he broke my heart."
Jane Quinlan pouted, "From now on, please don’t keep ntioning Xavier to , okay?
Also, no one at the company knows I dated him, so you have to keep it secret for ."
"What if I don’t?"
"You..." Jane Quinlan glared: "Please."
Watching her suddenly put her hands together in a pleading gesture, he laughed heartily and indulgently stroked her hair with his hand: "Then agree to one condition for , and I’ll keep your secret."
Jane Quinlan looked at him gloomily, this guy really liked to bargain.
"Fine, tell ."
"From now on, help with household chores and cook als for ."
"What?" Jane Quinlan jumped: "Do you know that what you’re doing now is taking advantage of a crisis?"
Kay Forrest nodded and gave her a thumbs up: "Nicely put, I like that."
"Hey, you beast."
He waggled his index finger in front of her face: "The word ’beast’ is only suitable for people like Xavier who ss around without taking responsibility."
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