If Enrique really wanted to have a mistress, he might not tell her. However, it was impossible for Uncle
Gavin to let her be careful with Lydia just because he thought that Lydia had an ambiguous feelings
about Enrique. The woman's intuition was accurate and sensitive. Of course she could see it. That was
to say, in fact, Uncle Gavin meant something else?
Lydia? Teresa hurried to catch up with Uncle Gavin, but they had already got on the car. Standing at
the door, Teresa felt a little heavy in her heart. All of a sudden, she felt that she shouldn't be like this
anymore and couldn't be at the mercy of Enrique.
She clenched her fists. Perhaps this banquet was an opportunity to get rid of Enrique. She wanted to
fight step by step steadily. There were some things that needed to be taken slowly. Lydia? Maybe she
should pay more attention to her. After all, she couldn't bet on the custody of her two children.
When Teresa returned to the backyard, Harris took a look at Teresa and found that she was unhappy.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't. He was an elder. He couldn't go to apologize and comfort
her on his own initiative, could he? His eyes fell on Enrique who was eating kebabs. His expression
didn't change as if nothing had happened.
"Mom, did Grandpa Albert and Mr. Gavin leave?"
Bruce asked. Teresa nodded, stood up and held the hands of the two children.
"Father, I'm full. I will take the children back to their room first."
Then she turned around and left. Harris frowned and wondered if his daughter-in-law was giving him a
hard time? Just because he had a few words with Teresa's dad? Well, she was indeed someone else's
daughter. Enrique took a look at Harris. He was his father, so he knew that he must have thought too
much.
Lydia, with a pair of watery eyes blinking, stretched out her hand and handed over a skewer of roasted
mushrooms. Enrique reached out his hand and took it over. Well, he didn't like mushrooms very much,
but he couldn't refuse the smile on her face. Because she looked like his mother. Harris glanced at
Lydia and then looked at Enrique.
The scene was so familiar. Unfortunately, he had shut down the villa where Enrique's mother died. He
only paid a few people to clean it up. He didn't know if the roses in the yard were still in full bloom.
Enrique didn't want to go back either, so did he. They were both afraid of being sad by the familiar
scene.
But today, after seeing such a similar scene, he suddenly felt that he wanted to go back and have a
look at the villa where his once beloved wife had always lived.
When Teresa returned to the room, Brain and Bruce were obedient and didn't disturb their mother who
was sitting at the table between the two. It could be seen that their mother was not very happy today.
Teresa, on the other hand, was painting on the notebooks of Brain and Bruce.
"Bruce, guess what Mommy is doing."
Brain leaned his head toward Bruce, who shook his head.
"How about we go there and have a look?"
Bruce shook his head. His mother had her own plan. Most importantly, he didn't like the woman named
Lydia.
"What do you mean?"
"Grandpa Harris and dad seem to care about Lydia very much."
"Nonsense? Last time we overheard that Lydia looked like Grandpa Harris's dead wife."
Brain looked at Bruce as if he was looking at an idiot. Bruce shook his head. In fact, just because she
looked like their dead grandma, this Lydia could do a lot of things. Seeing that Bruce was serious, Brain
was also a little stunned. Then he looked at his mother. His clenched his fists. They will protect their
mother.
For the whole afternoon, Teresa stayed in the room of Brain and Bruce. She didn't get out. She didn't
even care about what happened in the back garden between Enrique and Lydia, nor did she care about
the ending of their picnic. Teresa didn't stop her pen until the servant called the three of them to have
dinner.
When they went downstairs to have dinner, Enrique saw that Teresa didn't look good, and even Harris
noticed. From the observation of Brain and Bruce, it could be seen that Harris only cared about Lydia
and even asked all kinds of questions, but he hadn't even taken a look at their mother from beginning
to end. Was it possible that as soon as their Grandpa Albert left, their Grandpa Harris...
Then they looked at their dad, who seemed to be right. He only cared about eating by himself and
didn't even look up at the two of them. They felt that they had to grow up as soon as possible. When
they grew up, they could protect their mother, even if their father was not good to their mother.
"Mom, eat quickly. There are still a lot of things I don't understand."
Brain looked up, blinked his eyes and smiled innocently. Teresa knew that this little boy was helping
her, but her behavior just now might have made Harris unhappy. If she did something impolite again, it
would be more difficult for her to stand in this family. Most importantly, she had to protect the two of
them now.
"I have something that I don't understand either."
"I'll go and have a look later."
Hearing what Enrique had said, Teresa stiffened. She couldn't show her things to him. In fact, she
thought she should go back to Gu Family for a period of time. Even if her mother didn't like her, she
was at least safe.
"Well, Enrique, I have something to discuss with you."
Teresa suddenly opened her mouth. She said in a gentle tone. Enrique raised his head. Last time she
spoke to him in this tone was because of Shirley. What happened this time?
"What?"
"Didn't we go to the party tomorrow night? When dad left just now, he was not in a stable mood. I was a
little worried, so I thought if I could take Brain and Bruce to see him the day after tomorrow."
Enrique raised his eyebrows and thought, 'With Brain and Bruce?' He smiled.
"Okay, I'll go with you. Dad, you three have been friends for so many years. Why do you quarrel with
each other like children?"
Enrique turned his head to look at Harris, but Harris just snorted. Lydia looked at Teresa and then at
Enrique. In fact, she envied Teresa so much, just because Enrique was her husband, but was it her
illusion? 'Why do I always feel that the relationship between Teresa and Enrique is not as good as they
seem to be?'
"I have finished eating."
Harris stood up and left angrily. Lydia glanced at Teresa and said softly.
"Well, although it's your family matter and I shouldn't have said too much, I think Uncle Harris is a good
person. You can't choose to go home because of your own angry emotions. You will put Enrique in a
difficult position."
Lydia blinked her watery eyes and looked innocent. Teresa also raised the corners of her mouth. Did
this woman start to sow dissension? Hearing this, Bruce frowned and raised his head.
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