Reborn Hot Wife

Rose Kinson breathed a sigh of relief, and his meaning was very clear. He had to get a marriage certificate.

Mary Kinson turned the teacup and nodded carelessly.

Beverly Kinson noticed that there was a smell of gunpowder between the three people. He stood up and patted William Black on the shoulder, “William is right. When we get a marriage certificate is up to you and Mary.”

As soon as he said that, the decision-making right was on the hands of William Black, and Rose Kinson couldn’t stop her.

William Black nodded, “Thank you, Uncle.”

Then he looked at Mary Kinson and drew his long eyebrows together slightly, “Send me, will you?”

Mary Kinson’s eyes swept over the pale face of Rose Kinson.

William Black looked at her bright appearance, her eyes were deep, he turned, took her slender legs and walked out.

They did not even look at Rose.

Mary looked at him when she was alone with him. the corners of her mouth smiled.

On the way William Black she did not speak, and she was happy.

A short time later they walked to the door of the mansion.

Mary Kinson looked at him . When she faced him, she suddenly became nervous .

In her past life, this man was always an elder who made her afraid to approach him and whom she respected, and he is her seventh uncle .

Mary Kinson looked at him with bright eyes, and she was a little curious.

William Black’s thin lips moved softly, and his voice was so low that no emotion could be heard, “Take me to the car.”

Mary Kinson poked a small broken head and murmured, “Hmm.”

When she arrived at the car, she breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye.

The man opened the car door and gave her no chance, “Get in the car.”

Mary Kinson politely declined, “I’m not fit to drive to your family.”

William Black pursed his lips, “I have a few words to say to you.”

Perhaps his eyes are too demagogic, Mary Kinson hesitated a few seconds, sitting on the co-pilot, the corner sneaking at him.

They will get the certificate, and then they will be man and wife. Will she take revenge on the younger generation, will he stop it?

“How long will it take?” William Black leaned back on the leather seat, and the emotion in his eyes was too deep to understand.

“Mary Kinson.”

He called her name, and the husky voice made her heart ache inexplicably, and it was fleeting.

Heart pounding, out of control, Mary Kinson’ hands clutched tightly.

She decided to strike first. “You are my person. Should I stop looking at her?”

William Black looked at her sideways and slumped, “Yes, but after today, I don’t want you treating our marriage with vengeful hatred for others.”

Mary Kinson bit her red lip guiltily. Unexpectedly he looked at her.

But knowing that marriage was her choice with ulterior motives, why was he willing to indulge her?

She covered her face and couldn’t help but imagine foolish things.

Looking at the girl’s eyebrows, alive and fragrant because of her anger, William Black leaned over.

He smelled of tobacco mixed with sandalwood, and Mary Kinson’s heart quivered.

She looked up and gazed into his deep eyes.

“I’ll give you a day to figure out how to be a wholehearted woman, huh?”

Mary Kinson felt like he was taking the oxygen away from her throughout the car, which made her wonder.

In a trance, she remembered the indistinct voice she had heard before dying in her past life, somewhat similar to him, but more like a dream that was very unreal.

She looked at him and was absent for a long time before she whispered, “Did you know me long ago?”

He felt a little weird after that question. Of course he knew her. After all, she had almost become his nephew’s wife.

And the past life has nothing to do with him.

William Black’s eyes become a little darker, and it seems like there is a deep sea in them that is endless and unfathomable. He opens his lips, “This is not the first time we have met.”

Mary Kinson nodded, “Then I will go back and tidy your room first.”

William Black seemed satisfied with her words, took her gaze back and unlocked the door.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

After Mary Kinson opening the car door, she watched him drive away, and then she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Perhaps because he was always considered an elder in his past life, he would be careful, but she would slowly get used to Mrs. Black’s identity in the future.

After withdrawing her thoughts, Mary Kinson pulled out her cell phone from her pocket and made a call.

After the connection was made, her voice was soft, “Stelly, I will give you an address. Please transport any plants I grow in my garden. Be careful, they are very delicate.”

After hanging up the phone, she went into the living room.

Only Dad and Belle Kinson were there. She asked, “Where is Rose Kinson?”

Belle Kinson trotted over and took her hand, “Sister, Grandmother is in poor health. My sister is a doctor and was visiting.”

Mary Kinson remembered that her grandmother was in poor health. She immediately said, “I want to go out and come back in the evening. After a while someone will send me flowers and plants and put them in the back yard of my room. No one is allowed to touch them, and you must not touch them with your hands.”

Because some grasses are poisonous.

Now she will pick an herb called purple semiaquilagia flower for her grandmother. She can’t wait for Stelly.

Although this herb is widely available and can be eaten directly as a vegetarian dish, ordinary doctors will not think that it is the key to treating grandmother’s root cause.

She hopes that all her relatives will live happily and healthily in this life.

Belle Kinson didn’t ask much, but nodded in understanding, “Good.”

Mary Kinson said once more to her father and trotted off.

Beverly Kinson looked behind as she left. After a long while she asked, “You have the simplest mind. Do you think your older sister is involved in today’s affairs?”

Belle Kinson listened to the words and thought for a while. She shook her head in confusion, unable to find the answer. “Papa, what do you think?” was all she asked.

Beverly Kinson frowned and his voice was heavy, “I hope she didn’t do it.”

His words are ambiguous, and Belle Kinson understands that his father has a little doubt about his older sister.