Mrs. Lawson Is So Sexy and Gallant

Chapter 41 It Would Be a Pity to Meet This Way

Looking around the room, she lowered her eyes in disappointment. It turned out that everything was a

dream instead of reality.

Her throat felt dry and sore, and her forehead felt like it was on fire. Her face turned pale, and she

coughed weakly and leaned against the headboard.

Continuing to sit this way would not solve the problem and would only worsen her condition, so she

forced herself to get up despite feeling tired and slowly went downstairs.

It was just that something unexpected happened when she went downstairs. When she dragged

herself to the corner staircase, she met eyes with Wilson, who was sitting on the couch in the living

room, Eden with the beautiful woman she saw in the restaurant, and Cole.

Her face turned paler in an instant. She instinctively turned around and wanted to avoid them, but it

was obviously too late. Cole, who was anxious to instigate and see chaos, said, "Snow White's

stepmother, come down and say hello!"

Hearing her voice, everyone looked up at the stairs, and their encounter became inevitable.

"Since you're downstairs, come over and say hello," Wilson looked at her and said.

She knew very well that Eden would one day know her identity, but she never thought it would happen

in such an awkward situation.

What she did not expect was that she would reveal her identity in front of his girlfriend. If only she had

known that he and his girlfriend were sitting downstairs, she would never have left her bedroom!

But there were no ifs in life, so her thoughts would not turn into reality!

Their meeting was inevitable, so she sighed, bit her lip fiercely, and went downstairs.

There was a flicker of surprise in Eden's kind eyes. He seldomly looked at Verena in shock.

"Mr. Lawson." She pinched her thigh with force to make herself look as natural as possible.

After she spoke, Wilson looked at Eden curiously, "You've met Miss Moore before?"

Before Eden had a chance to speak, Verena hurriedly replied, "I am Mr. Lawson's assistant..."

"I see..." Wilson nodded. "It's good that you already know each other."

"Hello, my name is Ruth Baker." Ruth introduced herself to Verena with a smile and extended her

beautiful and milky white hand.

Verena was taken aback for a moment and quickly bent down.

Verena shook her hand awkwardly. "Hello, my name is Verena Moore."

Once Verena took a closer look at her, she realized that her face was gorgeous and looked smaller

than a palm, just like a girl from a shoujo manga. Her eyes were big and beautiful as if they were an

ocean of wonder. She also had an indescribable unique charisma.

Not only was she beautiful and her name beautiful, but her hands were also beautiful. It would not be

an exaggeration to describe her as delicate. She was beautiful like an angel.

"Why are you at the Lawson family's villa?" Eden was very curious and glanced at her.

Verena clenched her teeth, not knowing how to answer the question…

Cole leaned back lazily on the couch and whistled. "Brother, haven't I told you? Snow White's

stepmother..."

Hearing this, Verena felt that her body becoming hotter. Her nails dug into her palms while she forced a

bright smile as if she was simple-minded.

"Snow White's stepmother? What does this mean?" Ruth frowned and asked in a soft voice. "Is it a

fairy tale?"

Verena did not reply and continued to smile. But her nails dug deep into her palms as if she did not feel

any pain.

Eden's glance turned into an intent gaze. While he did not speak, she felt as if he was going to bore

into her…

Cole initially wanted to say something else, but when he saw Verena's bright smile while she dug her

nails into her palms, he thought otherwise and gazed at her silently.

"What's wrong with you?" Ruth looked at them in confusion.

Only then did Eden avert his gaze and turn toward her with a slight smile, "You know Cole. He is

currently filming a new movie. He was just analyzing his characters and teasing Miss Moore."

"I see. Cole is both serious and naughty." Ruth looked at Cole with a gentle smile, like the spring

breeze.

Lips curling, Cole chuckled in response.

Verena glanced at Eden then looked away. She felt anguished — he probably knew her identity

already.

"Ahem..." She coughed suddenly, so she covered her mouth and said apologetically, "Please continue

your conversation. I'm going to make ginger water…"

Ruth looked at her worriedly and asked, "Does Miss Moore have a fever?"

"I feel a little uncomfortable..."

"The car is right outside. I'll take Miss Moore to the hospital." Ruth looked concerned.

"No, I'll be fine after I drink ginger water. Thank you for your concern!" Verena quickly waved off. "I

drink it every time I have a fever. It's very effective. Please continue your conversation."

After speaking, she quickly went to the kitchen, sliced some ginger, and boiled them in hot water.

As the white mist enveloped her face, her expression became blurred. She blinked back the tears in

her eyes.

At this time, Eden walked in. He stopped in front of the fridge and opened it to get a bottle of water.

When he saw Verena still standing there and focusing on making ginger water, he did not turn to look at

her.

"Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" Eden looked at her while drinking water! Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Hearing this, Verena immediately turned to stare at Eden with her big eyes. With a smile, she said, "No,

it's fine! I've made ginger water, and I'll be okay after I drink it. Please spend the time with your

girlfriend. I took my cue from you guys!"

Eden looked at Verena.

Verena turned back with a smile and continued to look at the boiling water, but there was discomfort in

her eyes.

Eden still stood beside her and said, as if he was being absent-minded, "Why did you make this

choice?"

Suddenly, her body was as stiff as a board. Her body, which felt extremely hot just a moment ago, was

now a little cold.

"You are not that kind of person. You are a good girl."

Verena's eyes were red, and tears welled up in her eyes. She gritted her teeth, and after a while, she

slowly said, "Everyone has their own fate. When he chooses something, he has the freedom of choice.

He might not have had any other choice, might have made the choice intentionally, or might have been

forced to do so. There are causes and reasons behind every choice."