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Chapter 234 – Old Mrs. York peeked at Serenity’s stomach, which was flat and plain.
Wesner proud and awkward grandson said that he had not oared Serenity yet. The husband and wife were still
pure.
It was still too early for her to have a great – grandchild. Serenity disdained how cold Zachary was and could not
bring herself to jump
him, let alone sleep naked.
As for Zachary… Old Mrs. York was worried. She suddenly had a thought. ‘Could the rumors be true? Does Zachary
like men,
or does he have some sort of physiological problem? ‘He’s been married to Serenity for more than a month, and
they live together,
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbut he has never exercised his right as a husband.’
Old Mrs. York decided to tell the cook at home to brew a nourishing soup for Zachary at noon and let Serenity send
it to him to nourish his body.
Maybe it would help in conceiving a great – grandchild for Old Mrs. York too. It would also help to mend the
relationship between the couple.
They could not keep up this cold war and live separately forever. “Sonny, greet Great- grandma.” Serenity had a
sudden pride for her nephew who was well raised. “Hello, Great- grandma.” Old Mrs. York was Zachary’s
grandmother, and Serenity was from the same generation as Zachary,
so Sonny had to address her as great – grandma. Old Mrs. York smiled and praised Sonny for his manners. She
went into the store with Serenity. “Grandma May, you’re here.” When Jasmine came out and saw the old lady
carrying three insulated lunch boxes, she quickly came forward to take the lunch boxes.
“I brought you breakfast. Come, let’s eat together. I love eating with you two girls. The food tastes especially good.”
When Old Mrs. York entered the store, she treated it like her own home and nonchalantly went to wash her hands
and get the cutlery.
Jasmine opened the lunch boxes. When she saw the breakfast inside, she asked Old Mrs. York, who was emerging
from the small kitchen, |“Grandma May, did you buy this from a fivestar restaurant?” The food was exquisite and
smelled heavenly.
Jasmine would not believe it if Old Mrs. York said that it was not from a five Star restaurant. Her family hired a cook
too, but the cook’s skills were : nowhere as good. | Old Mrs. York could not say that it was made by the chef in
Zachary’s house.
Since Jasmine asked, she played along and lied, ‘I took the lunch boxes to Wilt spoon Hotel and told them to pack
the food in them so it stays warm.” Serenity washed her nephew’s hands and said, “Nana, you shouldn’t have.
Jasmine and I aren’t fussy eaters.
Even if you bought plain oatmeal, we would still eat it with pleasure.” “My pension for this month just came in, so I
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwanted to treat you to a nice meal.”
“Nana, your pension should be used for your retirement.” Old Mrs. York laughed. “I have a lot of children and
grandchildren who will support me in my old age.
I don’t lack money. I’m just worried I won’t know how to spend all the money I have. All of them give me an
allowance every month.
Don’t worry. I just bought three servings of breakfast. They didn’t cost much.” Old Mrs. York indeed had a lot of
personal assets,
and her only worry was indeed about how she was going to spend the money. Serenity did not say more. The three
adults and one child sat around the checkout counter and ate the delicious breakfast that Old Mrs. York brought.
“Serenity, Serenity!” Elisa’s voice resounded before her arrival.
, Old Mrs. York, who was eating happily, froze when she heard | Elisa’s voice. | ‘Elisa knows my real identity. I can’t
let her see me!’ .