"Grandma, don't be upset." Grace Wilson quickly handed the water on the table to Cassandra Lee.
"If sister isn't coming, she must have her reasons. Don't make yourself sick with anger."
Grace's obedience and filial piety made Cassandra Lee adore her more and more.
Look, this is what a child of the person she chose should be like.
That Sophie Wilson, from God-knows-where woman, only makes her feel blocked and angry.
"It's all your dad spoiling her, but you're much better." Cassandra Lee said, comforted, holding Grace's hand, liking her more and more.
"Mom, I'm heading upstairs. I'm tired." After saying this, Stephen Wilson went straight upstairs.
"Hey, look at that, see? That's him being exhausted from that unreasonable Sophie Wilson." Cassandra Lee grumbled in both distress and anger, "Lily, make something easy to digest and bring it up to him."
No matter what, Cassandra Lee still cared the most for her son.
