Chapter 270 She’s so nice.
Olive’s face turned pale. She didn’t expect her to be so sick after only three months of leaving Los Angeles.
At that time, she didn’t say goodbye to Mrs Samantha because she was afraid she would be sad. Second, she felt that as long as Elvis got better, grandma would be fine, and she would live a long life. Who knew that things would turn out this bad?
Grandma was already old. Once she didn’t eat, there wouldn’t be many days left.
“Olive, I think the old lady is very heartbroken. Although Elvis is her grandson, the old lady still loves you like her own blood. You disappeared because of saving Elvis, she was too sad and was sick, that’s why.” North said.
Olive’s eyes were red, “North, now I have to go see grandma, I’ll find a way to make grandma recover! But now grandma is in the Red Villa of Elvis, how can I get in to visit grandma?”
“I heard that Elvis is hiring a chef who is a nutritionist. Olive, you can go for an interview so you can have a reason to take good care of her.”
Olive’s eyes lit up, “Okay.”
In the Red Villa.
Ms. Betty has served Mrs Samantha for decades. Mrs. Samantha’s health isn’t good at the moment, Mrs. Betty has followed her every step closely.
At this moment, the villa doorbell rang
“Who is that?
Betty ran out of the kitchen, quickly opened the villa door, outside was… Crystal Robert.
“Miss Robert, why are you here?” Betty asked in surprise.
Crystal gave a sweet smile, she lifted the bag in her hand, “Mrs. Betty, I know Mrs Samantha hasn’t been eating well lately. I’m a nutritionist, I recently created a recipe for Mrs. Samantha and just added another dish. My people bought the ingredients, and I come here to visit Mrs. Samantha.”
Betty stepped back and said, “Miss Robert, you are so kind, come in.”
Crystal came in and asked, “Where’s Mrs. Samantha?
“Upstairs room. I just gave her nourishment, she’s sleeping right now.”
“Then let’s prepare a nutritious meal first, so that when Mrs Samantha wakes up she can eat.”
“Okay.”
Two people came into the kitchen. Crystal gave the recipe and ingredients to Mrs. Betty. She is the lady of a noble family, of course she can’t cook. She explained to Mrs. Betty how to do it.
Mrs. Betty began to prepare a nutritious dinner according to her words. Now as long as they benefit the old lady, she is ready to do it.
An hour later, the door opened, Betty hurriedly said, “Young Master must have returned.”
“Let me go and see.” Crystal happily ran out, soon she saw a tall handsome figure at the door, it was
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indeed Elvis who had returned.
Today’s Elvis wears a handmade black suit, expensive fabric that has been ironed carefully, his straight shoulders tinged with the coldness of the outside world.
“Elvis, you’re back,” Crystal exclaimed happily.
Elvis lifted his long legs to enter, his deep narrow eyes fell on Crystal’s beautiful face, “Crystal, why are you here?”
Crystal quickly ran into the kitchen and brought out the nutritious meal that Betty had just prepared, showing him like showing off a treasure.
“Elvis, this is a nutritious meal I prepared for Mrs. Samantha. How’s that? I’m good, aren’t I?”
This nutritious meal was made by Mrs. Betty, now Crystal spoke as if she cooked her own food for credit in front of Elvis.
Betty said nothing. She could see the girl’s carelessness, moreover Crystal was very concerned about Mrs Samantha. Of course Betty couldn’t compare to her.
Mrs. Betty thought of Olive again, if the young mistress were still here…
Elvis’s gaze softened. Crystal is a very smart girl, she has never flaunted that she is the daughter of Robert’s family, even she will actively lower her pride in front of him to please him. Although he didn’t like this, he was still a little more sympathetic.
“Then let’s go upstairs to visit Grandma.”
“Okay.” Crystal said excitedly.
In the room, Mrs. Samantha was awake. In the past few days, except for drinking water, she relies on parenteral nutrition, now she is thin and weak, and her spirit isn’t good.
“Grandma, are you awake?” Elvis asked, hastily helping the old woman up, placing a cush ion behind her, “Crystal came to visit you, grandma.”
“Mrs Samantha,” Crystal said, meekly approaching her, “I have wanted to visit you for a long time. Long time no see, I miss you so much. I heard that you are anorexic, so I have prepared a nutritious meal for you. Please eat some.”
Mrs Samantha looked at Crystal and said softly, “So it’s Crystal, I’m fine, don’t worry.”
“Mrs Samantha, please don’t be too polite with me. I’ll feed you the soup.”
Sitting by the bed, Crystal scooped up a tablespoon and blew it, then brought it to Mrs Samantha’s mouth.
Mrs Samantha opened her mouth and drank the soup.
Crystal immediately rejoiced. But just as she was about to take a second spoon, the old lady bent down and spat out the soup.
“Old lady!” Betty hurried forward and patted Mrs Samantha’s hack.
Crystal didn’t expect the old lady’s reaction to food to be so severe right now. Her heart was still full of ambition to use her nutritious meals to treat the old lady’s illness in order to please Elvis..
Elvis took a warm towel to wipe the old woman’s mouth. The old woman no longer coughed, she was extremely tired, and waved her hand: ‘Elvis, take Crystal home. I don’t want to eat anything. I just
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want to rest.”
Elvis didn’t dare to disobey, softly said: “Grandma, then I will take Crystal home first.”
The two left the room, and Crystal looked at Elvis with disappointment and pain, “Elvis, I’m sorry.”
Elvis pursed his lips and calmly said, “It’s not your fault. These days the chef cooks nutritious food, and Grandria throws up after eating one mouthful. I’ll take you home first.”
In the room. Mrs. Betty wiped the old lady’s hand, “Old lady, you must be happy. Look, the young master is always at the bedside, worried about your health, and wants to feed you by himelf. How can you abandon the young master?”
The old woman sighed, “Betty, I’ve been dreaming these last few nights. I dreamed of… Olive…”
Mrs. Betty was stunned.
“I’ve lived most of my life, never doing anything I regret, but now I regret it day by day. I shouldn’t have let Olive marry Elvis… If it weren’t for saving Elvis, Olive is still living in front of me… I’m too selfish…”
Mrs. Retty knew that the old lady was me ntally ill. Betty’s eyes turned red, she could only hold the old woman’s hand tightly, “Old lady, if the lady is still alive, seeing you like this, she will be the first to feel heartache… The lady is a good child. She is really nice….”
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