Mr. Law's Official Announcement: He is a Wife-Doting Fanatic!

Cecilia Vaughn’s heart lifted in an instant.

This was what she feared Stacy Summers would find out...

The girl’s expression involuntarily became anxious, and even her small hands tightly clutched the hem of her lotus-colored chiffon blouse.

After all, it’s not just about The Law Group being a top-tier family; even in the most ordinary households, having two brothers love the same woman and then sequentially having engagements with her would simply become a laughingstock!

No matter how liberal the elders are, they’d find this absurd when encountered!

...

Just as Cecilia Vaughn was in turmoil, Stacy Summers suddenly seemed to notice her and scrutinized Cecilia from head to toe again.

She excitedly grasped Cecilia’s hand, clicking her tongue in admiration.

”Cecilia, oh my, I knew we were fated; it seems destined by heaven that we should become family.”

”...”

Cecilia Vaughn was instantly speechless.

This reaction... isn’t right!

It can only be said that The Matriarch’s thought process is vastly different from ordinary people...

Just now, she even couldn’t help imagining Stacy standing up, sternly forbidding her and Adrian Law from being together, and then throwing out a card saying how much money would make her leave her grandson.

Perhaps it’s because Cecilia, as a comic artist, has quite a vivid imagination; she still found it somewhat unbelievable looking at Stacy Summers.

”Grandma... do you... really not mind?”

”Mind what?”

Stacy Summers looked at her, bewildered, as if Cecilia had asked a ludicrous question.

”I think you and Adrian together is great, you have no idea how worried I was that he would end up lonely for life.”

”Cecilia, let me tell you, soft and adorable girls like you are the most coveted, and catching the eye of my family’s cold-faced boy is a blessing from a past life!”

”...”

Cecilia Vaughn was mortified, why did it feel like the situation was reversed?

...

Stacy Summers slightly curved her lips, her face showing a knowing smile.

At her age, especially in the top-tier circles, she’s seen all kinds of storms; now she has completely let go.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings; she wasn’t just making an offhand remark earlier, she sincerely appreciated Cecilia Vaughn.

After all, too much had happened in the past, and Stacy Summers even worried at one point that, after what Adrian Law had been through, he might never accept a woman again. Now that someone could knock on her great grandson’s heart, she could finally relax.

Moreover, seeing how Cecilia Vaughn had no trace of greed when she saw that fine pigeon’s blood ruby bracelet, Stacy felt even more assured of her great grandson’s eye for people.

As for Cecilia Vaughn’s past engagement with Tyson Law...

Stacy Summers could see that Cecilia was a good kid, while Tyson Law and Mabel Keaton were always impetuous. Quality shows, and her eyes were far from blind.

...

Cecilia Vaughn was extremely touched; there was one last knot in her heart. After some consideration, she finally spoke hesitantly.

”Grandma... besides the broken engagement with Tyson Law, I also... once went to prison for killing someone, do you really not mind?”

This was an eternal scar in her heart, with the world seeing her through colored lenses, she dared not hold onto any hope.

Stacy Summers looked at the girl’s melancholy expression and was instantly heartbroken.

She lovingly smoothed Cecilia Vaughn’s hair.

”Silly girl, what’s there to mind about it? I heard about that incident; you were the victim, rightful self-defense, you did perfectly right, and Grandma won’t be shallow like others to judge you.”

”Most importantly, the fact that my great grandson likes you is what matters; Grandma’s liking is just a bonus, as long as Adrian and you are happy.”

...

Cecilia Vaughn sat there in a daze, her eyes involuntarily filling with moisture.

She nodded tearfully.

”Alright, Grandma, thank you.”

”Silly child, there’s no need for politeness among family.”

Stacy Summers lovingly shook her head and kept adding more sweet and sour ribs to Cecilia’s plate.

”Girls are too thin, eat more meat.”

”...”

Mortified, the food was almost spilling out!

Facing the old lady’s enthusiasm, Cecilia Vaughn truly couldn’t withstand it, but since Adrian Law said Stacy had diabetes, she had to transfer the sweet and sour ribs to the man beside her.

”Adrian, you have some too.”

Adrian Law ate it compliantly, even offering rare praise.

”Hmm, tastes good.”

Seeing this, Stacy Summers, who was always keen on giving Cecilia Vaughn more food, was shocked!

”Hey, hey, hey, great grandson, this is too much!”

”Haven’t you always claimed to be germaphobic, never eating food picked up by others before, why make an exception now?”

Is this really happening?

No wonder Stacy Summers only served me but not Adrian Law.

Cecilia Vaughn was dumbfounded at once, suddenly remembering that time at the Starfall Bay Villa when Adrian Law even drank the Bordeaux wine she had tasted.

Thinking about that scene, Cecilia Vaughn’s cheeks felt a bit hot.

...

Stacy Summers couldn’t help but speak sourly.

”Some people, once they have a wife, they forget their grandma.”

Cecilia Vaughn’s cheeks were flushed; she realized the old lady had a child’s temperament. She smiled brightly and picked some food for Stacy Summers.

”Grandma, try these tofu balls, and this fruit salad is also nice.”

Although Stacy Summers loved sweets, Cecilia Vaughn kept in mind the old lady’s diabetes and deliberately avoided high-sugar foods.

The old lady had been pouting, but she was easy to placate and soon smiled brightly.

”Ah, Cecilia is still good to Grandma! I’ll taste them now...”

...

After the meal, Cecilia Vaughn quickly grew fond of the lively and spirited Matriarch of the Law Family.

And Stacy Summers felt a strong bond with her as well, so she sent Adrian Law away after the meal.

”Adrian, it’s Cecilia’s first time to the old house, I’ll take her for a tour and have some girl talks, you find a book to read.”

”...”

Girl?

Adrian Law’s lips twitched slightly. Grandma, you’re in your seventies, and still have the nerve to call yourself that...

Though he was internally teasing, he still sensibly left.

...

Cecilia Vaughn was most interested in Adrian Law’s childhood and eagerly pulled Stacy Summers to Adrian’s room.

”You want to know about my great grandson? Here, this is an album, mostly of his photos, you can take a look.”

Cecilia’s heart stirred, and she took it, beginning to carefully browse.

This album practically covered the growth history of Adrian Law; one had to admit, this man had good genetics, handsome and adorable even as a child.

But the further she flipped, the more Cecilia felt that the photographer of these pictures had changed.

It’s not that they were poorly taken, but the daily candid shots increased, filled with care and, inexplicably, a sense of admiration.

Like this one in her hand, capturing Adrian Law playing basketball at school, with sweat glistening down his neck, his spirited figure almost mesmerizing all.

Cecilia Vaughn bit her lip, her intuition always sharp, couldn’t help but ask.

”Grandma, starting from middle school, these photos were all taken by the same girl, right? Who is she?”