Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 954: Chapter 954: Over 30 Sudden Heart Attacks Chapter 954: Chapter 954: Over 30 Sudden Heart Attacks Outside the mansion.

A Lincoln had stopped at the front gate.

The housekeeper quickly approached and opened the car door. A tall and handsome man emerged from the car, his mixed-features striking and sculpted, exuding a rugged impression. Oddly, his tea-colored eyes seemed to smile, softening the intensity of his chiseled facial features.

This time, the usual tender smile that clung to his lips was missing. Instead, he showed a helpless expression as he unbuttoned his suit and said to the housekeeper, “Is it another setup this time?”

The housekeeper swiftly raised his head, then immediately lowered it again, “The Old Lady has invited a few Misses over for tea.”

He seemed to say nothing, yet he revealed everything.

Edward Jackson had come back for one reason: the Old Lady had called him saying she felt heart discomfort, a line he had heard no less than thirty times. Each time he hurried back, it was the same old trick—matchmaking!

It seemed that this time, too, it wasn’t about heart discomfort, but rather discomfort of the mind…

Edward rubbed his temples, and casually handed a small box to the housekeeper, “Put this away.”

It was a sapphire he had purchased at an auction, a noble blue that had caught his eye, prompting him to buy it.

Such a gem was not suitable for girls; therefore, he would give this stone to Baby Bobby whom he hadn’t yet met.

The pink stone he had bought before would be for Gigi.

Edward imagined the little boy’s happy expression upon seeing the stone and suddenly felt the 1.5 million was well spent.

Even his headache didn’t feel so bad anymore.

“Yes, Master,” the housekeeper accepted the box, knowing it was a gift for the Young Master and Miss. He asked no redundant questions; after all, both Master and the Old Lady had the habit of purchasing fine items and saving them to give to the Young Master and Miss.

Master had been away for so long; certainly, he must have brought gifts for the Young Master and Miss.

“Shall I go see the Old Lady now?” the housekeeper inquired after storing the box.

Edward really didn’t want to go, his thin lips pressed tightly, yet he said, “Let’s go.”

Did it make a difference if he didn’t go?

If he didn’t, he would still face all manner of ‘coincidental’ matchmaking setups. It might be better to just get it over with.

But he didn’t plan on actively participating in the matchmaking.

He strode towards the drawing-room.

Upon entering, indeed he saw several women sitting there.

“Edward, you’re back? Come, come, come over here. Perfect timing, I was just having tea with Yuna and the others. Come here, I’ll introduce you,” the Old Lady beckoned.

Seeing her looking well, Edward’s worry eased, and he walked over.

The Old Lady immediately started her sales pitch, “This is my son, Edward Jackson. This one is Yuna, this is Simone, this is…”

She pointed and introduced all four in one breath.

It was Edward’s first time being set up with four people at once. His mouth twitched slightly, his tea-colored eyes bottomless, as he said firmly yet suavely, “Nice to meet you all. It’s unfriendly of me not to entertain you properly on our first meeting. However, I have work to attend to. You all enjoy yourselves, and when I’m less busy, I will take another opportunity to properly apologize.”

He was tall, handsome, mature, and steady, exuding an elegant demeanor. Yet while the first half of his sentence sparked hope, the second half shattered it completely.