Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

Martha beamed at Yvette the moment she entered the ward.

Looking more spirited, Martha exclaimed, “Yvie, you’re here! Come!”

“Okay.” Yvette obeyed. She went up to Martha and asked, “Grandma, did you take your medicine?”

“Of course I did! You prescribed them, after all”

Gazing at Yvette affectionately, Martha took her hand and crooned, “Yvie, I feel like I’m going to recover soon after you visit me.”

Martha’s affection toward Yvette reminded her of Kayla once again. When Kayla was still alive, she also used to hold Yvette’s hand whenever she talked to her.

“I’ll visit you more often in the future, Grandma,” Yvette replied sweetly.

Pleased, Martha patted Yvette’s hand and said, “Yvie, I’m thrilled to have you visit me. But I can’t bear to have you come here every single day. It’s a hassle!”

“Grandma, I don’t think it’s a hassle.”

Martha broke into a wide grin. “You’re such a dear…”

“Grandma, you should take your medicine now,” Wilson said, striding into the ward with Martha’s medicine.

Martha didn’t even spare him a glance. Instead, she held Yvette’s hand and swatted at him impatiently. “Can’t you see that I’m talking to Yvie? Shoo, don’t disturb us!”

“You should take your medicine first, Grandma. I’ll chat with you later,” Yvette cooed.

Martha’s expression changed instantly. She nodded vigorously and said, “You’re making a lot of sense, Yvie. I’ll take my medicine now!”

The way she treated Wilson and Yvette was so different.

Samuel couldn’t help but sigh. Martha had really forgotten about Wilson once she had Yvette with her. Wilson’s future status in his family was worrying, indeed.

Rendered at a loss, Wilson smiled weakly. He gazed at them, seemingly already used to Martha’s differential treatment.

Yvette had also added a sedative to Martha’s prescription, allowing Martha to rest at ease. Martha began nodding off after taking her

medicine. She went to rest promptly after chatting with Yvette for a while.

Quietly, Yvette left the ward. She noticed that she’d received a message from Yara. “Yvie, Ash is back today. Remember to come back for dinner tonight!”

“Alright, I will,” Yvette replied Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

With her head lowered, she wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings. Just as she was about to bump into a pillar, Wilson suddenly pulled her into his arms.

“Careful,” he said, his voice thick with resignation and affection.

Leaning into his embrace, Yvette gazed at him sweetly. “You’re not mad anymore?”

Wilson felt his usual indifference melting away the moment he met her gaze. He pinched her cheeks gently and said, “Yeah, I’m not.”

He’d be lying if he said he was no longer furious. But once he saw Yvette, he couldn’t even bear to reprimand her, let alone be mad at her. Moreover, he had leamed from Collin that the first rule of winning someone over was to be patient.