The sound of footsteps came from outside.
Immediately after that, Charlie walked in.
He pulled open his suit jacket. Seeing Mckenzie, Charlie knitted his handsome eyebrows, walked over, and squatted in front of her. "Mom, what happened to your leg?"
Mckenzie patted the back of his hand, consoling him that there was nothing seriously wrong with it.
She then told him what had happened just now.
"If my leg were good and I could move, I would never ask Grace to go to the restaurant to help. But I had an accident.
I've made it clear. You can discuss what to do next with Grace."
Charlie narrowed his eyes, chuckled, and hugged Mckenzie. "Mom, you’ve worked hard for so many years in the restaurant. Whenever I asked you to rest, you refused. Now I'm relieved that you can take a break from the restaurant stuff. Of course, I am not gloating."
"Do you think I don't want to rest? But how can I rest?
"Grace is not a qualified wife. She can't have children or help with the work in the restaurant. How can I rest?"
Mckenzie loosened her tongue and became quite talkative. "And you don't..."
"Mom!" Charlie stopped her with a gesture." Just go upstairs to rest. I'll talk to her!"
When Charlie pushed open the bedroom door, Grace was varnishing her toenails. The red nail polish set off her fair feet.
"Grace, I’m back!"
Pulling off his tie, Charlie crinkled his eyes and kissed her.
Grace was passionate. She raised her head, embraced him, and kissed him.
She was so fascinating.
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