Calla made Jasmine blush with those questions. Jasmine immediately switched the topic and advised, "Go upstairs and explain yourself to Mr. Garland. Tell him that you went shopping in preparation to visit his parents." Jasmine stuffed the bags on the couch into Calla's hands, then pushed her up the stairs. Well, she had no choice but to obey Mercer's loyal helper. Calla stood in front of the bedroom with her arms full. After a moment of hesitation, she thought that going in just like that would be rather embarrassing. Thus, she turned around and headed to the other bedroom. At this moment, the door to the master bedroom opened suddenly. Calla turned to see Mercer standing there with an icy expression on his face. Her hands trembled and the bags fell onto the floor. Calla stumbled as she exclaimed, "Oh no!" When Mercer saw that, he stepped forward and circled Calla's waist with an arm. He asked in concern, "Are you alright?" Calla placed a hand on her forehead and said, "I
His eyes passionately bore into hers, and Calla held her breath as she stared back. She whispered, "You… what are you trying to do?" She looked like a deer in headlights. Mercer was intrigued. He smiled slightly and asked, "What do you think I'm going to do?" Calla replied nervously, "About that… The doctor said I'm pregnant and that we can't…" Calla bit her lip. She was too embarrassed to finish her sentence. Mercer's gaze was dark as he pressed on, "What can't we do?" "We can't have sex," Calla spat. As the words left her mouth, her entire face flushed. Even the tips of her ears turned red. She was extremely nervous because he was a largely built man. If Mercer resorted to violence, she wouldn't be able to stand her ground, even for a moment. Mercer seemed to be satisfied when Calla said those words. He got up and walked toward the windows, pulling the curtains open. He turned back and glanced at Calla, who'd sat up. He exclaimed, "Who said I wanted to have sex with y
Calla pushed him helplessly while saying, "Hey…" However, he'd already begun snoring. She could only turn away and try to fall asleep. Calla tossed and turned the whole night, worrying about what would happen the day after.…The next morning, Mercer and Calla set off for Sedonia. Calla's outfit indeed gave her the appearance of a bookish beauty. Mercer's eyes brightened when he saw her. He was especially entranced by the hair around her shoulders, unable to resist the urge to touch the silky locks.In the past, Calla either wore black work attire or casual clothing. Her experiences and personality made it so she never wore clothes that were too ladylike. She'd also put on light makeup. Just like that, she'd undergone a tremendous transformation. This time, she decided to act more laid-back in order to mask her impatient side.Simon was the one to drive them to Garland Mansion. In the backseat, Calla sat up straight throughout the whole journey, terrified she'd wrinkle the
There was a fairly large foyer that led into the villa. It was decorated in a minimalist style, and even the shoe racks were made of expensive mahogany. The vases placed on the foyer's cabinets were all antique. Although Calla did not know much about antiques, she remembered seeing some at museums or the homes of executives. She changed into a pair of indoor slippers and finally entered the living room, which had heavy mahogany furniture that seemed rather imposing. Calla held her breath as she looked around. The decor of the house was punctuated with porcelain, ceramics, and paintings—making it appear all the more grand.A middle-aged man who was around 50 years old was seated on an antique mahogany chair. There was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, and he wore black pants with a white shirt, looking every inch like an important government official. Luckily, his features weren't as stiff as Mercer's, so he looked very easygoing when he smiled. Mercer strongly
Shawn was clearly a diplomatic person, and he immediately glossed things over. "You're too old to be throwing fits. You and Mercer just had a tiny squabble. You're not going to take it out on your daughter-in-law, are you?"Anyone could tell that Rose did not like Calla, and Shawn was trying to smooth things over for his wife. Calla lowered her head and pretended not to know anything, but she felt Mercer squeeze her hand. It was a tiny gesture, but it made her feel warm inside.She knew that she had no reason to feel insecure and that she didn't have to care about how Mercer's parents treated her. She had married him because she loved him, not because she was interested in their family's status. She just wanted the baby in her belly to have a proper identity, and now she had already achieved her goal. Nothing else was important to her right now.This made Calla feel better at once."Calla, this will be your home in the future, so just relax. I've got work today, but let's have
Before Rose could speak, Calla said, "Mom, do you have anything else you want to know? You can ask everything all at once, and I'll tell you everything."This instantly provoked Rose to anger. She put her teacup down on the coffee table heavily and said angrily, "Do you know who you're talking to? I'm your elder! How could you be so rude? Don't you have any manners at all?"In the face of Rose's anger, Calla answered calmly, "Mom, you say that you're an elder of mine. Does that mean you accept me as your daughter-in-law?"This put Rose in a difficult position. Her original intention had been to ask Calla some questions which she knew would humiliate her, and then she would reject her as her daughter-in-law on the pretext of their unevenly matched family backgrounds. She hadn't expected Calla to pull this move. Mercer had been planning to step in if Calla was defeated, but the latter had managed to anger Rose with just a few sentences. Rose wasn't an easy person to deal with and ha
"You're doing this to get revenge on me, aren't you?" Rose's raised voice drifted up a few moments later."You're my mother. Why would I want to get revenge on you? Besides, I wouldn't use my own marriage as a tool for revenge." There was an icy tone in Mercer's voice.Calla couldn't help frowning when she heard this. Did the two of them really have a feud of some sort? There was clear hostility in their conversation.What previous relationship was Rose talking about? Did she mean that Mercer had loved his ex-girlfriend very much? Calla was confused, but her strong curiosity made her continue to eavesdrop on the stairs. She knew it was rude to eavesdrop, but their conversation included her, after all."Would you have married this woman if it wasn't to get revenge on me? She has a sad family background and even sadder skills. And although she isn't bad-looking, she's certainly no beauty. "Just what do you see in her? You know what kind of family we are. If you marry someone lik
After about half an hour, the door was pushed open gently.Calla was standing in front of the wall and admiring one of the paintings. She turned to see Mercer walking in, and she scrutinized his expression. Although he looked as cold and impassive as always, he did not betray any sign of having argued with Rose. "These paintings are pretty good." Calla smiled slightly to mask the awkwardness.Mercer's lips twitched, and he said, "These are genuine Karl John paintings."Calla stuck out her tongue, realizing that she had revealed her ignorance. She asked, "How famous is he?""Among his contemporaries, he's probably ranked between third to sixth. The ones ranked first and second are in my father's study and safe. Even I'm not allowed to look at them for no reason," he answered.These paintings probably cost millions or more. Those that were ranked first and second would probably be hundreds of millions. Calla had known that Mercer's family was rich, but she hadn't expected him to b