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“My grandmother’s health has been poor lately, and you’ve all been so busy with work. I don’t know when we’ll et again. I don’t know when the jade carving will be done either. How about this, let give you a different gift instead.”
Xaviera Evans was about to say there was no need when Madam Mat took out a dark object from her side and stuffed it into her hand without allowing any room for refusal. “Just take this as a gift. Don’t be too picky.” Xaviera stared at the item in her hand, silent for three seconds. ‘ Was this gift a bit too heavy?
She was speechless for a mont, and if the ti and place were not appropriate, she would really like to grab Caleb Mat’s collar and ask: Does everyone in the Mat family give pistols as gifts?!
Caleb’s first gift to her was a beautiful silver pistol, and now Madam Mat had given her a black one… Indeed, they were family, with very unique tastes.
“Alright, you have received the gift, so it’s ti to go,” Madam Mat suddenly urged them to leave.
Caleb’s lips were tight, his voice hoarse, “Grandmother, I want to stay with you a bit longer.”
Madam Mat smiled and refused, “It’s enough to see you once. I’m tired and need to rest now.”
Upon hearing the conversation inside, a servant rushed over, “Mr. Mat, it’s ti for the family head to sleep as she wakes up less and less each day.”
Xaviera frowned instinctively, what did it an that her waking monts were fewer and fewer?
Caleb, with a cold face, led Xaviera out. It was clear that he was not in a good mood, and Xaviera didn’t dare to poke at it. After the servant helped Madam Mat to sleep, she hurriedly caught up with Xaviera to explain, “Madam, please don’t take offense. She’s sick and can only see people for a short while each day.”
Of course, Xaviera wouldn’t take offense. The less ti she spent with Madam Mat, the smaller the risk of exposing the fact that her marriage with Caleb was a sham. She glanced at the door, and although her next question might not be very polite, she asked out of professional habit, “How long has the grandmother been like this?”
The servant was stunned, seemingly not expecting Xaviera to ask about that, but answered, “Over thirty years.”
Xaviera nodded, as that explained it. From what she observed, Madam Mat was very fond of Caleb, and with her status in the Mat family, she would never have allowed Caleb to be abused by his mother. It seed that Madam Mat was willing but unable to help, and her long periods of unconsciousness left her with no energy to care for Caleb.
“You don’t need to worry, Madam. The family head has endured for so long, and now that she sees you and Mr. Mat living a happy life, the weight on her heart has been lifted. When people feel better, their illnesses can improve as well. I heard that Mr. Mat has been searching for the miracle doctor, Saint Hand, for years. If they find Saint Hand, maybe Madam Mat’s illness can be cured… But I also heard that Saint Hand disappeared years ago, and so say he’s already dead… Sigh.”
Xaviera’s head shot up, Saint Hand?!
If it’s the person she was thinking of, she might be able to help!
On the way back, Xaviera kept thinking about it. However, it had also been a long ti since she last communicated with the old man. Two years ago, he sent her to Libanan, and since then, there had been no news.
Xaviera looked down at the gun in her arms. She didn’t consider herself a
warm-hearted person, and she had seen her fair share of life and death over the years. So emotional fluctuations had gradually faded. So why did she want to find the old man to save Madam Mat’s life as soon as she t her?
Was it…because of Caleb?
She rembered the way Caleb looked when he reluctantly left, and her heart tightened. She didn’t want to see this man frown for so inexplicable reason. She chalked it up to imrsing herself too deeply into her character. In order to play a loving husband and wife, a normal wife must be worried when her husband is upset, right?
But she knew all this was a pretense, and there was no need to take it seriously or to search for the old man to treat Madam Mat in the na of their staged relationship.
Xaviera kept finding excuses for herself but suddenly heard soone talking outside the door, seemingly discussing Yvette Flack.
“Miss Flack and Mr. Mat were childhood friends. I always thought Miss Flack would definitely beco the mistress of our Mat family.”
“Ah, but now there’s a new person on top. If it weren’t for the current Mrs. Mat, Mr. Mat would definitely have been moved by Miss Flack. Which man can resist a woman who loves him so wholeheartedly?”
Hearing this, Xaviera felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Yvette Flack’s room.
Mrs. Mat’s face was gloomy. Although Yvette was not her child, she had watched her grow up.. Now, seeing Yvette humiliated by Xaviera, how could she bear it?
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