Chapter 143: 101: Beautiful Woman Captivating the City


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    Sawyer Thompson continued, “Mom, I should go back too.”


    “You stay,” Mrs. Thompson said coldly.


    Sawyer had no choice but to stop.


    “Go close the door.” Mrs. Thomoson said next.


    Sawyer went and closed the door.


    Mrs. Thompson looked at Sawyer, “This can’t go on like this!” “Mom, what do you mean?” Sawyer asked.


    Mrs. Thompson frowned, “Don’t you see? Sylvia is a troublemaker!”


    Sawyer felt that Mrs. Thompson was overreacting, and said, “Mom, ignorance is no crime. Sylvia is still just a child. Please give her a chance.”


    “Today she dares to purposely put pears in the soup, tomorrow she could poison it!” Mrs. Thompson stood up from her chair, “Find her a match quickly.”


    It was impossible to drive Sylvia out of the Thompson n after all these years.


    The best solution now was to marry her off.


    If not, she would be a big trouble!


    “Mom, Sylvia is still in college.” Sawyer was somewhat helpless.


    His mother was good at everything except being too proud. What she thought was right, and her decisions were final, leaving no room for disagreement.


    Sylvia was indeed wrong tonight.


    But her intention was not wrong.


    Sylvia’s mistake was making a decision without talking to Mary Perryne.


    Mrs. Thompson’s reaction was a bit too much.


    Mrs. Thompson frowned, “So you mean she can’t get engaged while in college?”


    Sawyer sighed, “Sylvia is our only girl besides Vi in the Thompson n. Mary and 1 want to keep her with us for a few more years. We don’t want her to get married so soon.”


    During that dark period when Vi disappeared, Sylvia was the only spiritual support for their couple.


    Over the years, she had be like their own biological daughter in their hearts.


    Hearing this, Mrs. Thompson shook her head.


    Her son was indeed smart in general, but sometimes foolish.


    “Have you ever thought about how Vi would feel when shees back and sees that you adopted another child to rece her? Would she feel wronged?” Mrs. Thompson continued to question, “Would she feel wronged?”


    Sawyer was stunned, then said, “l never meant for Sylvia to rece Vi. No one can rece Vi in my heart!”


    Vi was Vi, and Sylvia was Sylvia. Sawyer was clear about this.


    Sawyer continued, “Mom, Sylvia really didn’t do it on purpose. You calm down and don’t think too much. We have to catch a flight tomorrow, so go to sleep early tonight. I’ll take you to the airport in the morning.”


    With that said, Sawyer added, “I’m going back to my room, Mom.”


    Watching Sawyers retreating figure, Mrs. Thompson narrowed her eyes.


    Instead of ming Sylvia, maybe she should find out why Sylvia suddenly wanted to harm her.


    Was it because she was going to River City?


    Could it be that Sylvia had some secret in River City?


    When Sawyer returned to the room, Mary had already changed into her pajamas.


    Sawyer asked with concern, “How is Sylvia’s mood?”


    “There’s nothing wrong with her, she just feels wronged and keeps saying she knows she’s made a mistake,” Mary replied.


    Knowing Sylvia was okay, Sawyer breathed a sigh of relief, “Actually, my mother is just getting old and tends to view things too extremely. Tomorrow, you shouldfort Sylvia and don’t let her think too much.”


    “Yes,” Mary nodded, “l know.”


    Sawyer began to change into his sleepwear, “What do you think of this situation?”


    Mary said, “l t d rather notment.”


    She didn’t like to gossip about others behind their backs, especially when that person was her own mother-inw.


    After all, no daughter-inw likes a domineering mother-inw.


    Fortunately, Mrs. Thompson usually didn’t live with her.


    Sawyer rubbed his brow, and continued, “Mom is going to River City tomorrow; you shoulde with me to see her off.”


    “Okay,” Mary nodded.


    River City.


    Vi Thompson prescribed two sets of herbal medicines, handing them to Cheryl Forrest and Ettin Tuchman.


    “This is for Madam Tuchman, this is for Mr. Tuchman. Follow the prescription to take the medicine and don’t mix them up.” “Okay,” Cheryl nodded.


    Ettin asked, “How long do we have to take this medicine?”


    Vi answered, “Take it for a week at first, then have an acupuncture treatment. After that, you should be ready to conceive.”


    “Okay,” Ettin nodded, taking the prescriptions from Vi with both hands.


    It was just a piece of paper, but Ettin felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds..