A Wedding That's Too Complicated

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For Lauren Black, Freddie Watson is just a pedal at the Hotel to deal with Emily Aitken.

But this matter cannot be said!

"But if he sees us too and takes our affairs to the Hotel and talks about us, what can we do?!" Lauren Black said worriedly.

Freddie Watson doesn't care. He stretched out his hand on his waist and laughed loudly, "No, as long as you are happy to serve me, I can keep his mouth shut."

"Thank you?" Lauren Black looked at her with a wink, extending a hand to her chest, slowly drawing a circle.

Freddie Watson's breathing suddenly suffocated, and he dragged him to walk towards the hotel excitedly, his eyes flashing slightly with a hint of satisfaction.

As long as he was the one, it was not his compassion to do everything!

Emily Aitken doesn't know about this.

While carrying the fruit, he walked out of the ward

The single VIP where Grandma Smith was, and raised her hand to knock.

Two, take, take!

"Please enter!"

From inside came a somewhat old but energetic voice.

Click!

She opened and pushed open the entrance, seeing Grandma Smith sitting on the hospital bed with gray hair and wearing a hospital gown. His skin was red and did not look like a patient at all.

Grandma Smith turned her head, she saw it, her eyes twinkled, and she immediately waved, "Emily, you're here! Come on, close to Grandma."

"Grandmother! Sorry, a lot of busyness lately. I can just come see you now. Here's the fruit I bought for you. Eating lots of fruit is good for your health. What if I open it

apples for you?" Emily Aitken smiled sweetly and walked over."Sit beside my bed, put the fruit basket in your hand on the bedside table, slowly."

Grandma Smith looked at her intently, with a stare like a burning fire, she clasped her hands, and firmly said, "Emily, I like you a lot. If only you could be my daughter-in-law."

Emily Aitken held her breath, tugging at the corner of her mouth, the cut on the corner of her lips ached. He took a breath and hesitated, "Grandmother, let's talk about this later. Now I'll peel the apples for you."

He changed the subject, opened a basket of fruit, took out an apple and began peeling it.

"Emily, what kind of person Geogre is, I know he sometimes does things excessively, but you believe me, that's definitely not his intention, please don't blame him." Grandma Smith looked at him and Without getting in the way, she sighed.

No way, there are still people who force him to do bad things.

His eyelids drooped and his hands continued to move. Emily Aitken just smiled and said, "Grandmothers, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, so don't worry about it! In Mr. Smith's terms, many young women wanted to marry him and become Mrs Smith of the Smith family!"

"Well! The women outside didn't think about it, they all saw the Smith family property. If there is something, they will run faster than everyone else. Charlotte Anderson is not such a person, how can I entrust her to Yan? For such a man!" Grandma Smith let out a cold snort, and her face darkened when she mentioned Charlotte Anderson.

Faintly, his expression was a little angry.

In fact, he wore a green hat on George Smith before he got married. After marriage, he had no idea what he was going to do.

"You're not going to be like that!" Grandma Smith looked at him intently, smiling resolutely.

He was a little surprised, pursed his lips, smiled faintly, but his eyes were filled with thoughts.

Nah! He will!

He wanted to see the strength of the Smith family and wanted to know the killer behind his mother.

"Scented boy! I'm not going in, do you want Grandma to come out and invite you?!" Grandma Smith suddenly shouted coldly at the neighborhood door.

George Smith received his grandmother's phone and came to the Hospital, heard her voice inside, stopped walking and leaned against the door frame without a sound.

Hearing her voice, Emily Aitken's mind calmed down and the strength of her hand stopped. The coherent skin of the apple suddenly broke and fell to the ground. The blade of the knife accidentally scratched his hand.

Hissing!

He subconsciously took a breath and hurriedly stuffed his finger into his mouth.

Smith's grandmother looked worried, George Smith felt more nervous, and walked quickly into the neighborhood.

"It's okay, it's okay." Emily Aitken chuckled and explained.

Looking beside George Smith, he quickly pulled back.

"Grandma, I want to see my mother." Emily Aitken just felt that the atmosphere in the neighborhood became embarrassed and offered to leave.

Without waiting for the other two to speak, he stood up, turned around and left the grandmother's grooming room and closed the door tightly. Leaving the opportunity closer to the Smith family's grandmother and grandchildren.

After Emily Aitken left, Grandma Smith's expression in her looked at George Smith who was standing at the side, frowning and saying, "What's wrong with you?! How good is the girl, what have you done to make her this way? Why is he so afraid of you?!"

"Emmm... It's nothing, grandma." George Smith said doubtfully.

I don't know how injured he is, has he been dealt with?

"It's nothing! Even though I am old, my eyes are not dim. I saw the wound in the corner of his mouth. Ye... You're not a master who should bow down, are you?!" Grandma Smith glared, silently guessing. Also stick to ten.

George Smith raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, without a sound. Seeing him like this, he knew he was right.

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