Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 119

"I'm bored at home, so I want to draw a painting for Oliver."

Jessica couldn't hide her happiness in her words, while it hurt Lambert's heart like there was a rain of needles upon his body.

He was obviously disappointed. "I see."

"Brother, look at my painting. Am I right about the steps?"

As Jessica spoke, she drew it on white paper. First, she used a pencil to draw the shape faintly, then a pen with paint and a pen covered with clear water to cross-colour it.

This kind of painting style was taught by Lambert. She learned it not long ago and was not very proficient. When the rendering was inadequate, the picture wouldn't be realistic or show the effect of juicy petals.

"Do you remember where you learned this?"

Jessica took out a book. "I guess I learned it from this book. Don't laugh at me."

She was great at learning. Learning it for once, she memorized all of it. When she picked up the pen, she naturally knew how to draw in this way.

But before drawing, she had been reading paintings and analyzing them, so she thought that her method was not orthodox but some gibberish.

Lambert was convinced that Jessica had really forgotten everything.

Still, he taught her some other techniques. Jessica was enlightened. The effect that she could never draw before was really a piece of cake for Lambert.

It seemed that the TV program did not say that if he kept pursuing the painting career, he would definitely achieve success in the art field.

Soon, Lambert heard footsteps coming upstairs.

Jessica, who was drawing with her head down, shouted before she could look up, "Oliver, come and see the drawing your brother demonstrated. The effect of my picture sucks compared to his."

Oliver didn't even look at Lambert. He walked up to Jessica and followed, "Yours is the best."

Lambert could not bear the two showing off their love before him, and said, "Sister-in-law, I'll go down first. Call me if anything happens."

When Oliver heard this, his deep eyes were as cold as ice. He glanced at Lambert and knew that he had bad motives. The reason why grandpa came here lay largely in his entice.

Every time he came to Jessica, he took grandpa as an excuse. Oliver could know the truth even though others did not.

"Thank you, brother. I'll dye this flower and go down." Jessica was still working on the painting and said to Oliver, "Why are you here? You should be downstairs and talk to grandpa."

"We just finished talking." He said.

After a while, Jessica got up her head from the drawing table.

"Let’s go downstairs. It doesn't make any sense in leaving the guests downstairs."

When Jessica and Oliver came down, Jeff was already wandering in the courtyard outside.

"Grandpa, it's cold outside. Come and sit in the living room." Jessica walked over.

"Jessica, I'll go back first. Take care of yourself."

Jeff had never cared about Oliver before, but now he loved Jessica very much.

"I will. Thank you for your concern."

Jessica pulled Oliver and saw Jeff and Lambert driving off.

The next day.