The President's Secret Wife

Chapter 9

Chapter 009 Jenny’s Mother-in-law Saw Her Vomiting

Having thrown up several times, Jenny finally felt better.

Taking a deep breath, she washed her face and fixed her makeup before going out.

“Mom, I’m so sorry, but I was just a little out of sorts.”

Jenny looked at Lillian on the couch, feeling quite embarrassed.

Lillian just smiled. “It’s okay.”

Then she waved for Jenny to sit down and Jenny immediately sat beside her gingerly.

Her heart was pounding and her breathing wasn’t quite smooth because she was nervous. Most importantly, she was afraid that her mother-in-law would ask her about her “vomiting”.

But things just happened that way.

The next thing she knew, her mother-in-law’s voice was ringing in her ears. “What happened just now? I saw you throw up badly. Do you want to go to the hospital?”

“My God,” Jenny exclaimed secretly, “you really got me.”

“It’s fine, Mom. I just ate an egg by accident and I’ve been a bit allergic for a couple of days.”

Jenny tried to keep her voice and tone natural so that Lillian couldn’t see anything wrong.

“Be more careful next time. Allergies can be fatal.” Lillian admonished her seriously, not really

thinking much about it.

“Yes, Mom, I’ll be careful from now on.”

Next, Lillian didn’t beat around the bush and got straight to the point.

“If I remember it correctly, it was your second wedding anniversary yesterday.”

“Yeah!” Jenny nodded her head good-naturedly.

“In this life, you will meet all kinds of people. There are some you will never meet in your life, and

others you will only pass by. It’s not easy to become a couple. Now that you have got the marriage certificate and become a married couple, you should cherish it.”

“They say it’s better to tear down ten temples than to ruin a marriage. If you still love him, you

should put some effort into it and hold on to him. As for Laura, what are you afraid of her for? Not only me, but the whole Smith family, including Grandpa and your dad, dislike her. None of us would agree to her coming into the family. We’ll all support you most strongly.”

Lillian’s words brought tears to Jenny’s eyes.

How lucky Jenny was to have married into the Smith family, even though her mother had died

many years ago and her father had never given her a single ounce of fatherly love.

They looked after, cared for, protected and loved her instead of disliking her.

She could never repay them enough for their kindness in this life.

“I know, Mom, and I will cherish it.”

“Do you really know?” Lillian suddenly looked at Jenny with her sharp eyes. “I don’t think you know, if you do, you wouldn’t have asked for a divorce so easily?”

“I know what you and Barret have in mind. Grandpa will be celebrating his 80th birthday soon. He’s not well. If you do anything to upset him, I will never forgive you. No matter what you’re up to, put it out of your mind and forget about it.”

Jenny jerked her head up and looked at Lillian incredulously. “Mom, how do you… know that?” At the end of her sentence, Jenny’s voice was as low as the sound of a mosquito.

She had her head down, not daring to face her mother-in-law at all.

Lillian sighed, “It doesn’t matter why Barret married you. Now that you’re married and have got the marriage certificate, you’re husband and wife, and you should cherish your marriage. I’m counting on you to give me a grandchild soon so that I can be a proud grandma.”

Before she left, Lillian added, “Don’t think too much. Enjoy your life. I hope that you’ll have stopped thinking about the divorce when I see you next time.”

After that, she left without having lunch here.

Jenny sat on the couch and hesitated for a while, wondering if she should call Barret and tell

him that Mom already knew they were planning a divorce.

Dwelling on it, she got so sleepy that she fell asleep directly on the couch.

Lillian called Barret as soon as she got out. “I’ll be at the old house in half an hour and I want to see you when I get there.”

Barret found it a bit of a headache. “Mom, I’m still out here.”

Lillian replied directly, “I know, you have left your wife behind to go shopping with Laura. If you don’t come, I will go straight to the mall to find Laura. Then, don’t blame me for not being merciful and making her look bad. It’s your decision!”

“I’ll come.”

Before Barret could even get his words out, Lillian had already hung up the phone in a commanding manner.

“Laura, you can keep going. I’ll have the driver take you home when you’re done,” Barret said gently.

Laura immediately sensed something wrong. “Barret, are you leaving now?”

“Yeah, I have some urgent business.”

“Okay, go ahead then. I’ll take care of myself. Don’t worry.”

“All right.”

Barret was about to turn around when Laura suddenly said, “Barret, wait!”

“Yes?”

Laura wheeled herself over and then reached out to straighten his tie bit by bit with her slender fingers.

“There, your tie was just a bit out of place.”

“Thanks!”

Watching as Barret left, Linda muttered, “Why didn’t you stop him, Miss Hill? Why did you let him

leave?”

“Because he gave me a wake-up call today.”

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“The day before yesterday, we had a fight because he had to postpone the divorce, and he was very unhappy. The same thing happened today. I have to give him more room, and trust him more. If I push too hard, it will backfire.”

“Miss Hill, aren’t you afraid that he’ll fall in love with his wife?”

The look in Laura’s eyes became complicated.

It took a moment before she said, “Yes, of course.”

“But then I comforted myself. They’ve been married for two years and Barret hasn’t fallen in love with her. Now they have just a week to go. Their relationship can’t take a sudden leap forward in these seven days!”

“I’ve put up with it for two whole years abroad, over 700 days. I mustn’t let these seven days undo what I’ve done. I must keep calm. I mustn’t lose my head.”

When Barret got to the Smiths’ old house, Lillian was already waiting for him in the study.

It was about five in the afternoon and the sun was already setting.

The sunset stained the sky in orange-red hues, and the view from the window was just right for

Lillian’s favorite moment.

A faint fragrance lingered in the quaint room.

The rich smell of tea on the tea table nearby was refreshing and inviting.

Barret pushed the door open and walked in just as Lillian finished making the tea.

He strode over and sat down at the other side of the table before picking up his cup of tea and

sniffing it. “Mom, your tea smells as good as ever.”

“So what if it smells good? Your father still likes Martha’s tea, saying that her tea is romantic

and interesting while mine is as dull and boring as I am.”

“Mom,” Barret frowned, “why are you talking about her now?”

“What? I can’t talk about your father’s mistress, while you can take your mistress around and

hang out with her? Barret, do you know what you’re doing?”

“Have you ever thought about Jenny? Do you think she’s tough enough? She would feel hurt,

wouldn’t she?”