Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 121

“Sure, that works too.”

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Elspeth left the room.

It suddenly began to rain, so Blake hurriedly shielded Lola while running back inside. When Elspeth saw the two in

their soaked state, she could not help but laugh. “You two are so playful. You too, Blake. You’re just like a child.”

His eyes narrowed into slits when he smiled. “I wasn’t being playful. This kid insists that I make her twenty- two

garlands, saying that she wants to give them to her twenty-two classmates.”

“It’s good that you know to share.” Elspeth caressed Lola’s head. “Alright, Lola. Head upstairs to take a shower and

change your clothes. Or else, you might catch a cold.”

“Okie.” She nodded.

“You should take a shower too, but you don’t have a change of clothes…” Elspeth scanned Blake’s tall, sturdy figure

and frowned. “I don’t have any clothes you can wear in my car either. Ware we gonna do?”

It was not sensible to head out and buy clothes now due to the heavy rain.

When Nicholas noticed the situation, he took out a set of clothes from his wardrobe. “If there’s no other option, you

can wear mine instead. We are similar in height, and you’re slimmer than me. It’s not perfect, but it’ll make do.”

Since he had rather good taste in fashion, Blake did not complain too much and brought the clothes into the

bathroom.

The rain did not show any signs of stopping even after he finished his bath.

Seeing that it was almost nighttime, Elspeth was worried that they might not be able to return home.

“It’s fine. There are plenty of guest rooms upstairs. If you don’t mind, you can stay the night. We have everything

you need.”

Anya took out a blanket. “You two can stay in these two rooms. There’s nothing to be shy about.”

After glancing at the roaring storm outside, Elspeth could only agree.

That night, the storm gradually died down, but she could not fall asleep because of her conversation with Nicholas

that afternoon.

She could not believe that she was the only granddaughter of the Jonesons. I have always thought I was just an

someone I don’t like too? But besides Mr. Joneson, I haven’t met anyone from the family, nor do I know their

character. To be honest, I don’t feel anything for the Jonesons, which is why I don’t want to go.

While she thought of that, she gradually felt tired and dozed off while having those complicated emotions remaining

inside of her.

The following day, Elspeth woke up bright and early but found Anya preparing breakfast already.

Since they were heading back to Blaydal today, they had to start packing early.

After breakfast, Elspeth decided to leave early with Blake because she did not want to bump into anyone from the

Joneson Family. However, Nicholas called out to her. “Elspeth, the one coming to drive us is my nephew. Would you

like to meet him?”

She knew what he meant. He wanted her to meet her cousin so that they could get to know each other.

“I don’t think that’s necessary. After all, we don’t know each other.” She did not wish to meet strangers under such

circumstances, so she instinctively rejected him.

Meanwhile, Blake remembered Lola mentioning that she wanted to introduce other men to Elspeth last night and

hurriedly helped her refuse the offer. “I don’t think there’s a need for that either. We’re starting work today and still

have some things we need to attend to. So, we’ll be taking our leave now.”

Having no other choice, Nicholas and Anya could only agree. Yet, just as the two exited the door, they heard the

sound of a car driving in.

Oh, no. I have a bad feeling, Elspeth thought.

Just like what she imagined, there was a discontinued Porsche parked outside. Then, a man with extraordinarily

handsome features descended the car.

He looked remarkably attractive because he and Blake had similar almond-shaped eyes, but the difference

between them was that the man had a mole at the corner of his eye and had longer hair. Also, his lips were thinner

than Blake’s, making him look like the charming handsome princes that lived magnificent lives in s.

If Blake seemed wicked, then that man was seductively handsome.

It seemed like the Jonesons had great genes because they were able to produce a man that was more stunning

than a celebrity.

Uncle Nicholas, Aunt Anya, are you done packing?” Although he looked stunning, he kept a stoic expression, and his

voice sounded cold.

“We’re done packing. By the way, Frank, this is Elspeth Lynwood. You guys should get to know each other. Who

knows, you might meet each other again.” The moment Nicholas saw Frank, he immediately introduced him to

However, Frank seemed unfazed by It. Elspeth Lynwood? She looks okay, and her figure is nice. I don’t know her

personality, but she keeps pursing her lips and seems depressed.

He had secretly placed those labels onto her.

If Elspeth found out about his thoughts, she would want to toss him on the floor and beat him up.

“Hi, I’m Frank Joneson.” As he spoke, he reached out his right hand.

She shook his hand and replied, “Hi, Elspeth Lynwood.”

The atmosphere between the two was a bit off.

“Be nice to each other. We’re going to be a family soon.” Nicholas seemed dissatisfied with their awkward greeting,

so he added that to lighten the mood.

“Uncle Nicholas, this can’t be another girlfriend you’re trying to set me up with, right? You came to Damoria on

vacation, not to find me a wife. This is already the fifth woman you introduced me to. If you’re so bored, how about

we play some golf?” Frank suddenly turned his head with a displeased expression.

Elspeth was confused. What the heck is he talking about? I’ve never seen a man as full of himself as this guy.

“Don’t worry. You’re not my type.” She frowned and had no good impression of the man before her. Just as I

expected, I made the right decision to not return to the Jonesons today. If that family has a bunch of these weirdos,

I will only be making things difficult for myself.

“It would be best if you didn’t.”

Afraid that they might start an argument if this conversation continued, Elspeth walked away. When Blake saw that

happen, he was secretly happy and followed behind her.

Meanwhile, Nicholas stood behind them and watched her leave angrily, sighing. “Why did you have to say that in

front of her face? How could she not be angry?”

Frank still wore a cold look. “Uncle Nicholas, don’t find me any more girlfriends. I don’t need them.”

Nicholas felt a little embarrassed and said, “This time, it’s not a girlfriend.”

“Then, who is she?”

“She’s your cousin sister.”

Frank was stunned. “Uncle Nicholas, you had an illegitimate daughter?”

Speechless, Nicholas retorted, “What illegitimate daughter? Don’t you remember you have a missing aunt?”

Turning to look at the fading figure, Frank felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. It seemed like that woman

did look quite similar to the woman inside his grandpa’s album…