Today Sarah started her day as usual. After preparing breakfast, and dropping the kids off on the school bus, then seeing Michael going to work, Sarah returned to the two-story penthouse.
As soon as she arrived and went inside, her eyes imdiately fell on the toys that the two kids didn't have ti to tidy up. She sighed.
Last night she had just tidied up the living room, but the next day the living room was again cluttered with her kids' toys as if it had never been tidied up.
It seems her work as a mother will never end!
Sarah then imdiately approached the toys and began to pick it up one by one. Suddenly, Sarah imdiately turned around when she heard a bell ringing. Her gaze imdiately focused on the intercom mounted on the wall.
'There's a guest?' Sarah thought then imdiately went over to the intercom to see who the guest had pressed the room unit to co visit.
Sarah's mind began to wonder about the identity of the guest who wanted to co to visit. Does that person want to see her?
Sarah imdiately shook her head. She didn't have many friends, and no one seed to know she lived here. Those who knew were close acquaintances, and they would have contacted her first if they wanted to co visit.
In that case, did that person want to co see Michael? What should she do?
Sarah decided to first see who the guest wanted to co to visit in the morning to look for Michael. If it was important, she would have told them to co straight to Collins instead.
However, when Sarah was finally able to see the person on the small monitor, her eyes imdiately widened in surprise.
'Mrs Collins? Why did she co here?' Sarah thought with her mouth slightly open.
Of all the people who had to co visit this place, why Mrs Collins?
Then… Why did that woman have to co to visit when she was alone?
What should she do?!
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After her eting with Sarah yesterday, Mrs Collins kept thinking about what had happened at the hospital.
That woman allowed her kids to et her?
To be honest, Mrs Collins didn't expect that at all. She thought Sarah really wouldn't give her permission, but it didn't seem like she was as bad as she thought.
Then… would she agree to change the nas of her kids to Collins?
She knew Michael would take care of it, just as her son had said.
However, her son was too slow!
Her grandsons are about to enter elentary school! Did they have to register themselves as Smith, when they were Collins?
She couldn't allow that!
So, she had to go to the woman to ask her to change her grandsons' last na imdiately.
However, there's a problem. She had to et her when she was alone, but she didn't have her number. Nor could she possibly ask for her number from her son, or her husband, because that would be very suspicious!
In the midst of her confusion, she got the idea that she should et that woman at her son's house! According to the information she had obtained, the woman would be alone after her son and grandsons left. So it was the perfect ti for her.
"Why did it take her so long to open the door?" Mrs. Collins grumbled impatiently and then rang the bell again.
The old lady's face imdiately broke into a smile when she finally got the response she wanted, and rushed inside. She couldn't wait to see that woman!
***
Sarah looked at Mrs. Collins who had just co inside. Holding her handbag, the woman's gaze turned around the room, looking around the contents of her son's house.
"You live in a great place!" Mrs. Collins comnted and walked over to the window to see the balcony and the swimming pool.
Sarah was just silent when she heard that, her hands subconsciously holding each other and placed them in front of her stomach. Her facial expression was nervous.
Satisfied with the view outside, Mrs Collins went inside to look at the kitchen.
"You don't even tidy up your kids' toys. Aren't you not working? So what have you been doing all this ti?" asked Mrs Collins in a displeased tone.
She knew that the house was getting ssy because there were two little kids in it. But how could that woman not even tidy up her kids' toys and let the house get ssy?
The woman doesn't even work. Can't she at least tidy up the house?
Sarah just kept silent hearing this. She gritted his teeth in annoyance. She was tidying it up before the old lady ca to visit!
She wanted so badly to say that, but she decided not to say anything and chose to remain silent. She would still be blad by this old woman, anyway. So silence is better.
After being satisfied looking around the kitchen and the dining table, Mrs. Collins then imdiately turned around and looked at Sarah who was still standing where she was with her hands still holding each other.
"Why did you co here, Mrs Collins?" Sarah asked in a voice that seed to tremble involuntarily. Sarah then imdiately cleared her throat. "I an, if you want to find Michael, he's already gone to work."
"I ca to see you," said Mrs Collins expressionlessly. "Where can I sit?"
Sarah's brow furrowed when she heard that. Mrs Collins wanted to see her? She finally ca back to her senses and hurriedly invited Mrs. Collins to sit in the living room.
"So… why did you want to see ?" Sarah asked once they were both seated in the living room. She could feel her hands starting to sweat and her chest beating fast.
She had never expected that she would be this frightened when she saw Mrs Collins again.
"You're not going to serve sothing?" asked Mrs Collins suddenly when she saw the woman just sitting with him. She didn't even ask if she wanted sothing to drink! So rude!
Sarah opened her mouth in disbelief when she heard that. Did she have to serve her a drink too?
"Would you like to drink sothing?" Sarah asked, trying to bring out a smile. She didn't know what this old woman wanted to do, but she had better obey her imdiately so that the old woman would get out of here as soon as possible!
"Tea."
Sarah then imdiately stood up and went to the kitchen to prepare tea for the old woman. She didn't even have to ask the old lady what tea she wanted because it wasn't the first ti she had done it and she already knew her preference.
Not long after, Sarah ca back from the kitchen with a cup of tea for Mrs. Collins.
The old woman then imdiately took her cup, slled the aroma of the tea, then took a sip. The expression on her face imdiately smiled when she felt a sense that was so familiar. It was her favorite.
"Do you have apples? Can you get it for ?" asked Mrs Collins, looking at Sarah. She suddenly wanted to eat an apple.
Once again Sarah just stood there without saying anything and headed straight for the kitchen to see if they still had any apples in the fridge.
Not long after, Sarah returned with a plate with apple slices on it.
Mrs. Collins, who was already preparing to take one slice, imdiately opened her eyes wide when she saw Sarah's apple slices.
"You didn't cut the skin?" cried Mrs Collins in disbelief. How could she serve the apple, which still had the skin on, to her?
Sarah sighed. She knew that the old woman didn't eat the skin of the apple, but she wanted to get the old woman out of here imdiately, so she didn't have ti to cut it.
She then imdiately returned to the kitchen to get a fruit knife to cut the apple.
"So why did you want to see ?" asked Sarah as she peeled the skin off the apple that had been cut.
"Ah, I want you to change my grandsons' na to Collins. They will soon be in elentary school. Are you going to continue to let my grandsons use your na?" asked Mrs. Collins, glaring at Sarah.
Sarah fell silent when she heard that. How did Mrs Collins know that?
"Why are you just keeping quiet? You will be changing their nas soon, right?" asked Mrs Collins again with a look of hope.
"I have to wait for Michael to tell the kids first before I can change their nas. Otherwise, they will be confused as to why their na suddenly changed," Sarah said politely, trying to explain why she couldn't do it.
Actually, she didn't mind if her two kids were going to use Collins' na. However, her kids were so smart, they would definitely ask why their nas were changed.
Mrs Collins snorted when she heard that. That wasn't the answer she wanted to hear at all!
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