The longer they spent together, the more he felt that Anya Forrest was the ideal woman he had always envisioned.
Kind, sensible, intelligent yet independent, and most importantly, retaining the endearing charm of a young girl.
Encountering such a girl was his good fortune, and he was determined to seize this opportunity.
Raymond Thorne looked at Anya Forrest with his eyes shining.
Anya drank the juice from the straw cup in front of her, fully aware of Raymond Thorne’s gaze upon her.
She knew that the older man had already developed feelings for her, but it wasn’t enough, far from enough.
She had to find a chance to give a push, ensuring Raymond Thorne couldn’t do without her.
Didn’t Quinn Thorne mention bringing her to The Thorne Family, making her one of them?
She also thought it was a splendid idea.
Marrying Raymond Thorne, becoming Quinn Thorne’s stepmother, would surely make Quinn very happy.
Elias Hawthorne’s excellence was beyond doubt; he was inherently a man as dazzling as the stars. When he deliberately endeavored to please someone, no one could resist his charm.
Old Master North was no exception, and before long, Elias had him laughing heartily, singing praises of Elias Hawthorne.
Raina North, however, did not engage.
She personally took Old Master’s pulse, her elegant brows slightly furrowed—strange, Old Master’s heartbeat was much stronger compared to before, and his heart rate was a bit faster.
She took out the examination report that had just come out this morning and went through it—everything was normal.
Old Master North spoke to Raina North several times, seeing her act like a block of wood, not responding, he took the newspaper beside him and tapped her head, "Raina, didn’t you hear me speaking to you?"
Raina snapped back, looking confused, "What did you say?"
"Nothing much, just that Grandpa thinks you have good taste."
Raina cast a skeptical glance at Elias Hawthorne, "What are you praising me for?"
"Grandpa said you have good taste for choosing me as your husband."
"..." Raina was speechless, sincerely suggesting, "Elias, I think you should take a test to see if a dagger can pierce through your skin, it’s so thick now, thicker than leather, perhaps."
"Raina, conduct the test yourself? If you do, then I’ll go for it."
"Of course, I’ll do it personally." Raina flicked her wrist, and a silver needle slipped between her fingers, "Come, try it."
Elias looked at the needle tip’s glinting sharp light, clasping her wrist, sincerely saying, "Such intimate acts, let’s keep them for private moments, Grandpa is still watching."
Old Master North watched them with a beaming smile, his expression thoroughly delighted.
However, due to his poor health, Old Master North soon felt tired, and Raina supported him to lie down. After he fell asleep, she emerged from the ward carrying the medical file.
Elias followed her out, asking when he saw her, "What’s wrong? Is Grandpa’s health not good?"
"No, he’s much better than before, I’m just not at ease." She felt as if something was off but couldn’t pinpoint it.
Elias placed his large hand on Raina’s shoulder, "Relax, don’t overthink it. Otherwise, Grandpa will surely be upset; you know, he never liked you being so troubled over him."
"Okay." Raina nodded, quickly pulling herself together. For original chapters go to novｅlfire.net
This time, Grandpa’s surgery must be without any errors, otherwise, she’d never forgive herself.
Raymond Thorne took Anya Forrest to a golf course to meet friends.
"These are friends I’ve known for many years, close connections. When you meet them, don’t be nervous, just relax, and you..."
"Stop..." Anya interrupted, teasingly, "Please don’t say more, the more you talk, the more nervous I get. Look, my palms are sweaty all over."
Raymond appeared a bit surprised, teasing her back, "Who would’ve thought that a small occasion could scare our Anya?"