Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 170

Lambert knew that Jessica was mocking his keeping her at home.

But he didn't intend to do anything.

"My mother came today. Did you see her?"

Jessica said "Yes."

"My mother said she wanted to stay here and take care of you. After all, she had the experience of caring for a child. Since I was born, my mother has been taking care of me all by herself." Lambert said.

When Jessica heard that his mother was going to stay, her hand trembled while knitting and a stitch slipped.

As she unraveled the sweater, she said, "Then am I not in a position to refuse?"

"Don't worry. My mother is easy to get along with," Lambert said.

Jessica did not want to tell Lambert about his mother's attitude towards her when she came over today. After all, they were related by blood, but she was just an outsider.

Now, Jessica was here and had to be alert all the time. What a difficult life!

Although Lambert restrained her freedom, at least he would not deliberately infuriate her. If his mother would live here for a long time in the future, Jessica's life could really be unpredictable.

"Does she have to live here?" Jessica asked reluctantly.

"My mother and I have been separated for too many years. She had not seen me since my father passed away for the sake of my well-being in the Williams family. Now she finally has a chance to spend more time with me. So when she volunteered to take care of you, I agreed."

Jessica smiled bitterly. Since Lambert had already said so, if she still badmouthed his mother, it would be a bit like driving a wedge between them. She had no choice but to accept it.

"As you wish," Jessica said.

Now that she was living under someone else's roof by force, there was really no choice for her. This was the price of getting involved with the Williams family.

The next day, there were three people having breakfast, Jessica, Lambert, and his mother.

Jessica just lowered her head to eat and quietly watched their tenderness.

Vicky was concerned about Lambert's health, telling him to eat more, and worried that he was too busy at work.

Lambert, on the other hand, was focused on eating. When Mrs.William spoke, he just answered perfunctorily.

Perhaps they had been separated for a long time so there was no intimacy between them.

Lambert had been trained in the Williams family long ago to the extreme of independence, self-reliance, and obedience.

Now, he treated his mother more like a guest than a family member when sitting together for breakfast.

Lambert finished breakfast very quickly and told Jessica to pay attention to the balance in nutrition.

Vicky looked at Oliver and said, "I will take care of Jessica's food. I have studied Nutriology so I am able to make nutritious and delicious food every day."

When Jessica heard her name coming from Vicky's mouth, she was a little uncomfortable.

How Vicky behaved in front of Lambert was completely different from the way how they talked alone yesterday.

"I really appreciate it," Jessica said.

After dinner, Jessica went back to her room and watched the sun outside slowly grow stronger. She did not want to stay in the room anymore.

She took her yarn and went to the yard, knitting while basking in the sun.

Soon, Annie came over and said, "Miss White, Mrs.William is looking for you."

"Did she say what for?" Jessica asked.

"No. She just asked you to go there."

When Jessica heard this, she knew there was nothing good. When she saw Vicky's behavior in the morning, she was unwilling to speak to her anymore.

She sat there still, and Annie, standing beside her, was a little anxious. "Miss White, you'd better go there, or Mrs.William will punish me."

Jessica put down things in her hand and looked at Annie. She didn't want to make things difficult for Annie, so she said, "Okay, I'll go there now."

Vicky was sitting in the living room, looking like a hostess, which Jessica really despised.

"I heard you were looking for me." She said.

Vicky said, "You live in our house now. Although you are pregnant, you can't be a freeloader. I am not your mother-in-law, but I am still a senior in this family. I don't need you to serve me at dinner, but it's not inordinate for you to talk to me and give me a massage from time to time."

Jessica was so surprised that she didn't know why Vicky was so confident and was showing superiority in front of her.

"If you want to talk to someone, Amy and Annie are around. I think they already know you well, so they must have something to talk about with you. I'm just an outsider, and I don't know what to say to make you happy. I'm afraid that if I say something that offends you without my noticing it. That's doing bad things with good intentions. "

"Are you making excuses, or are you just ignoring me?" Vicky spoke with a serious face.

"I'm not your daughter-in-law, and I'm not willing to stay here. If you don't like me, you can ask Lambert to chase me away. It's more than I can wish for."

Jessica was not willing to admit herself has outdone herself.

She found that ever since she regained her memory, she has become stronger.

In the past, if someone had said something to humiliate her, she would not argue with them to avoid trouble.

Of course, this was the way of living she learned after Marina entered the White family.

"Don't be so proud of yourself just because you're a little beauty with Lambert's child. Lambert and I are connected by blood, which your love affair can't compare with."

Jessica found that Vicky was probably a psycho. Maybe it was because she had been disappointed for many years, so once she got the upper hand, she thought everything was dissatisfying. Only when she was superior, she could be satisfied.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Jessica asked.

Vicky saw her indifferent expression, rolled her eyes, and said, "The servant in the kitchen asked for leave just now. You may make lunch at noon."

In the morning, Vicky said that she wanted to take care of Jessica in front of Lambert, but now, she asked Jessica to cook for her. She was such a double-dealer.

Jessica could hardly find any words to describe her.

She fake-smiled. "I'm sorry, I only cook for my family."

Vicky wouldn't give up. "You live in my house now. I am your family."

'Technically speaking, it is Lambert's home. When does it become yours?'

"I don't need a family like you. You can eat whatever you want. I have my own things to do, so I won't small talk with you now."