Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 1120

"Mr. Kirkland, you rest, it's okay, I'll carry these flowers." Mrs. Knight rushed forward to stop.

From the moment he entered the door, Mrs. Knight felt that something was wrong, and it was true that she had made this play.

"Mrs. Knight, I'll carry the flowers for you from now on, no one else is needed." Brayden raised her head and looked seriously at Mrs. Knight in front of her.

Mrs. Knight didn't know why Brayden would say such a thing coldly, but she believed that it was definitely not without a reason.

"Mr. Kirkland, you are the president of Kirkland Group, so busy every day ......" Mrs. Knight stammered.

"I mean on the days I'm here." Brayden added.

Mrs. Knight looked at Brayden in front of her suspiciously, a little overwhelmed. The president of a large company, to her garden to move flowers, if this gets out, not only she is famous, the whole hill village is famous.

As darkness fell, Brayden looked at the results of her battle and smiled with relief. But Mrs. Knight, next to her, had an embarrassed look on her face.

Finally, the two people came out of the garden.

All the way, Mrs. Knight thanked Brayden, but Brayden kept answering "it's all right", which made Mrs. Knight a bit torn.

"Grandma, Dad, you're back." Franklin suddenly ran out.

Mrs. Knight froze, and then resumed her previous expression.

This child, how dare he call people "daddy" so openly!

"Franklin, call out to Uncle!" Myra shouted from the kitchen.

Hearing the woman's voice, Brayden hurried to the kitchen.

"Why are you cooking again, go, rest, I'll do it." Brayden directly pushed the woman to the side.

Looking at Brayden, who was such a skilled cook, Myra's mouth curled up in a satisfied curve. She seemed to have gotten used to all the things he did to her.

Looking at Myra's obsessed look at Brayden in the kitchen, Mrs. Knight slowly approached.

"Hey, what's on your mind?" Mrs. Knight gently tapped Myra's shoulder, her eyes skimming to Brayden in the kitchen.

Instantly, Myra was embarrassed.

Yes, she liked that man, but she had never believed in love at first sight. People say that love at first sight is about the face, but if one day she is old and pale, Brayden will still dislike her just the same.

"I don't know." Myra lowered her head, a little embarrassed.

Looking at the hesitant woman in front of her, Mrs. Knight was clear in her mind.

If she didn't like it, how could she be so torn?

"Come, come, let's eat, try my cooking!" Brayden smiled and brought the dish to the table.

"Wow, Dad, it smells so good, will you cook for me every day from now on?" Franklin asked innocently.

"Hey, Franklin, Daddy's busy!" Myra whispered, nudging the child's arm.

At once, Mrs. Knight froze, Brayden froze, and the air went quiet.

"Mom, what did you just say?" Franklin looked suspiciously at Myra in front of him.

Myra suddenly realized she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly picked up her chopsticks and gave the child a piece of meat.

"I mean uncle is very busy, hurry up and eat." Myra explained.

Just now she was really stupid, how could she say the word "daddy".

Myra suddenly felt a headache.

After the meal, Mrs. Knight and Franklin sat on the sofa, watching TV, while Myra applied the ointment in the room, Brayden walked over and grabbed the ointment from the woman's hand.

"I'll put it on for you." Brayden said as he blew on the wound on the woman's knee.

Myra looked at the man in front of her and a happy and relieved smile appeared on her face.

In fact, this is not bad.

Mrs. Knight turned around and walked into the room.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Mrs. Knight hurriedly got up.

"Madam, I want to talk to you, in the living room, is it convenient for you?" Brayden asked politely.

Without saying a word, Mrs. Knight walked straight to the living room.

"I would like to ask, how do you know Myra?" Brayden looked cautiously at the woman in front of him.

He was leaving tomorrow, and there were some things that it was time to find out.

Mrs. Knight had known that Brayden would ask her this question sooner or later, but did not expect that this day would come so early.

"I found her by the river, when she was, covered with injuries ......," Mrs. Knight recalled.

Brayden listened carefully, afraid to miss every detail. And Mrs. Knight spoke in great detail.

"Myra is a good girl, I hope you will treat her well." Mrs. Knight looked at the man in front of her expectantly.

Brayden froze for a moment, so she had already seen it.

"Mrs. Knight, I'm not going to lie, but Myra was actually called Dolly before, and she was my wife." Brayden explained.

The two talked for a long time in the living room before returning to the room.

Looking at the sleeping Myra, Brayden felt a pang of pain, wondering how much pain she had been through for so long?

The man gently stroked the woman's hair, and suddenly, Myra directly grabbed Brayden's right hand and placed it in his arms, smacking his lips, as if he had a sweet dream.

Brayden smiled.

This woman, this point really has not changed.