Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 285 - : 132: Oh my God! It’s Miss Song! _3

Chapter 285: 132: Oh my God! It’s Miss Song! _3

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She just needed to watch the drama unfold.

“Got it.” Myron nodded.

Sylvia came over to have lunch with Elena and Penny.

Myron began feeding Mrs. Thompson porridge.

Sylvia slightly raised the corners of her mouth and started silently counting to three in her heart.

Wait and see.

In less than three counts, Myron would become impatient.

She was curious to see how Penny would handle it.

Three counts quickly came and went.

However, the anticipated situation didn’t occur.

What was going on?

Sylvia frowned slightly and looked up.

At that sight, she was somewhat shocked.

Because there was no trace of impatience on Myron’s face; he was extremely patient instead. He even gently blew on the porridge spoon before carefully feeding it to Mrs. Thompson’s mouth.

When Mrs. Thompson accidentally spilled some of the porridge from her mouth, Myron took out a tissue and wiped it away carefully.

This…

was completely surprising to Sylvia.

How could this happen?

If she hadn’t witnessed it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that this was Myron.

She couldn’t figure out what method Penny had used to tame Myron.

This country woman’s tactics were far more ingenious than she had imagined.

But it made sense.

If Penny didn’t possess any skills, how could she have managed to seduce Jayden into remaining single for her!

Elena watched the scene and smiled, “Your brother Myron is just so well-behaved.’

Penny said, “Sister-in-law, Myron can’t handle praise. If you praise him once, he’ll remember it for ten days.”

Myron didn’t say anything and continued feeding porridge.

Sylvia was secretly scornful.

Such a great act.

Sylvia quickly finished her meal and walked over to Myron. “Bob, you must be tired. Let me take over.’

“Not tired.’

Without saying much, he just gave a two-word response.

Sylvia looked at Mrs. Thompson lying on the hospital bed, her eyes turning red. “I hope Grandma gets better soon. I’m really useless. If only I had chosen to study medicine back then, maybe I could have been of some help now.” In her tone, she was full of self-blame.

Elena said, “Sylvia, don’t think like that. Your grandma’s condition isn’t something that can be solved by studying medicine. Plus, you’ve already done a great job.”

A granddaughter could only do so much.

Penny didn’t pick up on this conversation.

Filial piety is not just expressed in words.

Many times, actions speak louder than words.

Sylvia looked at Elena, “Aunt Elena, seeing my grandma lying in bed like this, it really breaks my heart. Grandma was so spirited when she was young, but now…”

Her words resonated with Elena.

Mrs. Thompson was truly an extraordinary heroine.

She used to be more domineering than men when she was young. Now she was paralyzed in bed, unable to do anything, and even needed assistance for basic bodily functions.

Sylvia continued, “If there’s anything that could make Grandma better, l t d be willing to do it, even if it means exchanging my life for hers.”

Penny glanced at her but didn’t speak. Instead, she looked at Myron, “Myron, remember to go wash the bowl.” “Okay.” Myron picked up the bowl.

On the other side.

River City.

After having lunch, Viola tidied up, and then followed her family back to Capital City.

“Viola, this is your cat, isn’t it?” Mary picked up Mantou.

“Mhm.” Viola nodded slightly.

“Well, bring it with you,” Mary continued, “We have our own plane, so it’s convenient. ”

It was as if Mantou understood Mary’s words and excitedly meowed while rubbing affectionately against her chin.

“Alright.”

Mary, holding the cat, seemed to remember something. “Viola, what’s your cat’s name?”

“Mantou.” Viola answered.

Mantou?

Mary smiled, “What a coincidence! When I visited River City before, I saw a boy with a cat also named Mantou. He said that it belonged to his fiancée! The cat looked quite similar to yours!” Viola gave a faint smile, “Really?”

“Mhm.” Mary nodded.

Soon, everyone boarded the plane to Capital City.

Viola sat between her parents.

Mary held her hand tightly, not loosening her grip since the beginning.

Mantou was sitting on Sawyers lap.

Sawyer wasn’t someone who liked pets.

But strangely enough, the more he looked at Mantou, the more he liked it.

Sawyer started looking up on his phone what kind of food was best for a cat, what cat food was healthy for them…

Edward sat behind his parents.

Watching this scene, he felt nothing but irritated..

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