Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie)

Matthew’s memory was always very good, and all his schedules were almost arranged in a table in his mind. With a raised eyebrow, he remembered that he had promised Valerie the night before that he would meet her family.

Valerie felt this would be a lot of trouble for him, so even though he had promised, she still felt awkward.

Unexpectedly, Matthew said directly, “I’ve already asked a friend to help me book some high–grade seafood and fruits, and I’ve also prepared red wine. Will any of your other relatives besides your brother be here by then? What about your parents?”

Valerie didn’t expect him to actually prepare these in advance, and for a moment, she couldn’t help but freeze in some surprise. “Besides Julian, his wife Ashley and their child Aiden will also come. My parents won’t come becasue they live too far away.”

“Do they have any dietary restrictions?” Matthew continued to ask.

“Ashley and Aiden don’t eat much spicy food. Everything else is fine.”

Matthew listened intently. “How old is Aiden?”

“Five. Why ask…” Aiden’s IQ wasn’t very well developed and Valerie answered a little hesitantly because she thought Matthew had heard something bad about Aiden. In her heart, she was thinking about how to warn Matthew so that he would never make fun of Aiden at that time.

However, she was surprised to hear Matthew say slowly, “I should prepare some gifts for him since it’s our first time meeting.”

A surprised look flashed across Valerie’s eyes, followed!!

some ingredients and kitchen utensils in the morning.”

by a smile appearing on her lips. “They will come over tomorrow at noon, and I will go buy

The apartment was indeed intended for them to live in after they were married; there was nothing but a few simple pieces of furniture and beds, and the kitchen was empty.

Matthew heard the point. “You can cook?”

They spent the past few days together buying breakfast directly, so Matthew thought she didn’t know how to cook. But he wasn’t macho, understanding that she had to work every day as well and that she really didn’t have time to do housework. He was surprised that she could cook.

Valerie raised her eyebrows and smiled a little smugly. “You really underestimate me. Not only can I cook, I’m a good cook!”

Starting when she was twelve years old, she had been in charge of the household. Later, when she had a conflict with her mother and was kicked out of the house, she even worked as an apprentice at a restaurant for a while. She also cooked almost every meal during her two years of living with her aunt–in–law.

Valerie was quite confident when it came to cooking. As for why she hadn’t been cooking lately, being busy was one aspect, while having an empty house was another. Apart from the microwave she brought over, there was not a single kitchen utensil.

Unlike her, Matthew was a bit fussy about food but not too demanding. After years of working out, he was used to living an ascetic and strict life, and the most he usually ate was steak and chicken breasts and salads. Even when he occasionally returned to the Grant Manor, the housekeeper and maids knew his dining habits and prepared light, low–fat food for him.

He didn’t think women must be able to cook. His mother was fifty–two years old and had never done any housework in her life, so he wouldn’t specifically demand Valerie to do any housework.

Right now, hearing Valerie say that, he didn’t take it seriously. In contrast, what caught his attention was the smile of joy on her face. He often saw her fake a smile and it was the first time he saw her smiling so lively.

Matthew said, “I’ll go shopping with you tomorrow morning.” Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Thinking that she needed to buy many things, Valerie didn’t refuse. She did need his help carrying things. “Let’s make the deal then.”

“Okay.” Matthew changed his shoes and was about to head out the door.

Valerie, however, called out to him again, “Wait, Mr. Grant!”

Matthew turned his head to look at her, and the moment he did, Valerie suddenly stood on her tiptoes and pressed her two index fingers against the corners of each side of his mouth.

She said, “You gotta smile more often and not be so stony–faced all the time. If Mr. Hudson fires you, it’ll be hard to find a new job.”

Matthew was at a loss for words.