Free Web NovelChapter 128: Chapter 125: You’ve Lost Your Mind (Part 2)
To be precise, she was the one who had come on to Elliot Sheridan.
After all, she had been the one constantly clinging to him back then. Otherwise, how could he possibly have taken an interest in her? He would have surely treated her like a niece, just like Selena.
Seeing her silence, Mrs. Sheridan grew even more convinced of her suspicions.
She rapped her cane forcefully on the floor and scolded Elliot Sheridan, "You! At your age, still coaxing a young girl into your bed. If word of this gets out, how am I supposed to show my face!"
Georgia Thorne’s face burned with embarrassment. She lowered her head, her slender fingers nervously twisting the fabric over her knees.
’Elliot Sheridan’s grandmother may be old, but she’s certainly direct.’
Georgia Thorne truly couldn’t stand it. Elliot Sheridan, however, sat beside her with his legs crossed lazily, looking completely unfazed.
It didn’t matter who had pursued whom; he had gotten the result he wanted.
Elliot Sheridan pulled her into a room, telling her to change her clothes first.
In his earlier excitement, he had been too rough and torn Georgia Thorne’s clothes.
Blushing, Georgia Thorne grabbed Elliot Sheridan as he was about to leave. "Did I make a terrible impression on your grandmother?"
She figured no one in the world could possibly be more embarrassed than she was right now.
To meet an elder for the first time under circumstances like these...
"Don’t worry. You have to trust that my grandmother has seen it all; she won’t be frightened by something this minor." Elliot Sheridan patted her cheek, telling her to wait obediently in the room.
There were some things he needed to go out and discuss properly with Miss Sheridan.
Georgia Thorne was young and thin-skinned. Certain things couldn’t be discussed in front of her.
If he scared Georgia Thorne away, who would become his wife and bear his children?
Mrs. Sheridan sat on the sofa, glancing at her grandson. "What, finished comforting the little girl?"
"Do I look that fierce? The little girl’s eyes were so red, anyone who didn’t know better would think I’d bullied her."
Elliot Sheridan sat down. He wanted a cigarette, but held back since he was in the presence of an elder.
Georgia Thorne’s eyes weren’t red because of the old woman’s words, but from their passionate kiss at the door.
"Grandma, why the sudden visit?"
"What, am I not allowed to come over?!" Miss Sheridan’s eyes, still sharp and alert, widened in a glare. "If I hadn’t come, would I have ever known you’ve been messing around with a young girl?!"
"No wonder you rejected a wonderful girl like Joanne. So you’ve just been eyeing a younger little thing!"
"I don’t like Joanne Donovan. Besides, I never had any intention of marrying her!" Elliot Sheridan’s face grew cold at the mention of her name.
He now had a pretty good idea why Miss Sheridan had shown up at his door today.
He had walked out in the middle of their last dinner together. Quincy Rhodes and her daughter must have wasted no time running to Miss Sheridan to complain tearfully.
When they couldn’t get their way with him, they decided to approach the two elders instead.
He had really underestimated that mother-daughter duo’s cunning. freёweɓnovel.com
"What do you mean you won’t marry Joanne Donovan!" Mrs. Sheridan raised her cane to strike Elliot Sheridan again, but her grandson easily dodged the blow.
Furious, Mrs. Sheridan threw her cane aside. "You think you can just say you won’t marry her and that’s that? Your grandfather personally arranged this engagement! And you’ve let Joanne waste all these years waiting for you. A woman’s youth is her most precious treasure, and you just turn around, find some little girl, and try to walk away from it all! What is Joanne supposed to do now?!"
Joanne Donovan was only a few years younger than Elliot Sheridan to begin with, and this delay had already cost her more than a decade.
If Joanne Donovan hadn’t insisted on going abroad to study back then, she would have had the two of them married long ago!
Then none of this would be happening today.
"She’s the one who chose to wait, I never asked her to!" Elliot Sheridan folded his arms. "Besides, you might want to ask her why she was so insistent on going abroad back then."
Mrs. Sheridan wasn’t senile yet; she recalled that Joanne Donovan’s decision to go abroad back then had indeed been a bit strange, but she had never investigated the matter.
"Then this young girl... what do you plan to do?" Mrs. Sheridan sighed softly.
"What do you think?"
"You rascal, how should I know? You’re the one who messed with the girl, not me!" Mrs. Sheridan felt like her not-so-young grandson was going to be the death of her. "If Joanne finds out you have a new girl, who knows how heartbroken she’ll be!"
Elliot Sheridan hummed in agreement. "So, Grandma, don’t tell anyone what you saw today, especially not Quincy Rhodes and Joanne Donovan."
Joanne Donovan was a schemer, and Quincy Rhodes’s methods were vicious. They had been ruthless enough when dealing with Amanda Thorne, let alone a girl like Georgia Thorne.
