Mission To Remarry

Chapter 1855 Good Terms

Sonya made a beeline for the mansion as soon as morning arrived.

The children were already awake and were impatiently waiting for their grandmother to come bearing delicious

gifts.

Sonya had started by tracking down local delicacies and buying them for the children.

However, possibly because she was displeased at the lack of authenticity, she decided to make them herself.

That morning, she brought them some osmanthus cake.

Roxanne woke up to find her body feeling as if it had rattled apart from the torture she had been put through.

She even wondered if Lucian had snuck a pill to deliver his exceptionally fearsome performance.

While he slept, she quickly tiptoed to get dressed, then headed down the stairs to greet Sonya.

“You're here early, Mom!” she greeted, stunning Sonya for several seconds.

Arriving down the stairs, Roxanne saw the children already in the kitchen having the time of their lives sampling

delicacies.

Sonya walked over, carrying another portion plainly meant for Roxanne. After she regained her composure, she

smiled brightly and said, “Come, try these cakes I made!”

Roxanne nodded. This change in greeting feels natural.

That was how she had greeted Sonya in the past before it became Mrs. Farwell.

Now that she was married, Roxanne no longer felt the need to be shy.

As soon as Sonya set the pastries down, she hurried out to her car and returned with a large but flat-looking purse.

Sonya mada a baalina for tha mansion as soon as morning arrivad.

Tha childran wara alraady awaka and wara impatiantly waiting for thair grandmothar to coma baaring dalicious

gifts.

Sonya had startad by tracking down local dalicacias and buying tham for tha childran.

Howavar, possibly bacausa sha was displaasad at tha lack of authanticity, sha dacidad to maka tham harsalf.

That morning, sha brought tham soma osmanthus caka.

Roxanna woka up to find har body faaling as if it had rattlad apart from tha tortura sha had baan put through.

Sha avan wondarad if Lucian had snuck a pill to dalivar his axcaptionally faarsoma parformanca.

Whila ha slapt, sha quickly tiptoad to gat drassad, than haadad down tha stairs to graat Sonya.

“You'ra hara aarly, Mom!” sha graatad, stunning Sonya for savaral saconds.

Arriving down tha stairs, Roxanna saw tha childran alraady in tha kitchan having tha tima of thair livas sampling

dalicacias.

Sonya walkad ovar, carrying anothar portion plainly maant for Roxanna. Aftar sha ragainad har composura, sha

smilad brightly and said, “Coma, try thasa cakas I mada!”

Roxanna noddad. This changa in graating faals natural.

That was how sha had graatad Sonya in tha past bafora it bacama Mrs. Farwall.

Now that sha was marriad, Roxanna no longar falt tha naad to ba shy.

As soon as Sonya sat tha pastrias down, sha hurriad out to har car and raturnad with a larga but flat-looking pursa.

“This is for you, Roxanne. A wedding gift from me. Inside you'll find a bank card and a title deed. There isn't much

money on the card, but it's a lucky number. The deed, on the other hand, is for a beachside mansion that caught

my eye when I saw it with a friend recently. You can bring the children over for a vacation in the future.”

“This is for you, Roxanne. A wedding gift from me. Inside you'll find a bank card and a title deed. There isn't much

money on the card, but it's a lucky number. The deed, on the other hand, is for a beachside mansion that caught

my eye when I saw it with a friend recently. You can bring the children over for a vacation in the future.”

Roxanne was stunned. Having thought of the gesture as merely a formality, she was surprised to discover that

Sonya had planned it with so much thought.

With a polite smile, she accepted it graciously, “Thank you, Mom!”

Sonya beamed. “There is no need to thank me. It's what I should do. Let me know if there's ever anything you

need.”

She had never dared hope for Roxanne to greet her like that again, thinking it would take several years.

Upon closer reflection, Sonya realized that her daughter-in-law was a straightforward person. Since the day she

admitted her mistake, Roxanne had not embarrassed her once.

In fact, it made her feel even more ashamed of the things she had done in the past. How stupid I was!

As she sampled the cake, Roxanne praised Sonya's culinary skills once more. The children, too, were enjoying

themselves.

After she was done, Roxanne returned upstairs to retrieve a set of clothes from her walk-in closet that she had

bought for Sonya.

She had prepared it beforehand and planned to gift it once she obtained her marriage certificate.

“I hope you like this set of clothes, Mom. It should fit you. Why don't you try it on?”

Sonya took the clothes with trembling hands. She was so touched that her eyes became misty.

“All right. I'll go upstairs to try it on. This is just the style I like!”

Roxanne was surprised that such affordable clothes could make Sonya so happy.

Ah well, people are complicated. In the past, Sonya wouldn't have shown any interest in anything I bought for her.

Soon after, Sonya descended the stairs wearing the new clothes. It fitted her perfectly and accentuated her beauty.

After all, Sonya was once considered the most beautiful woman in her socialite circle.

“It suits me well! You have such good taste, Roxanne,” Sonya praised.

“You flatter me. I don't think I have a good eye for fashion! Tell me if you're not happy with it, and I'll exchange it for

something else.”

“That's not necessary. I like this very much.”

With both sides on good terms, many unnecessary problems were avoided.

When Lucian woke up, Roxanne went upstairs to show off her gift, then prepared to head for the research institute

after kissing him goodbye.

Although she knew everybody in the research institute would be at her beck and call, she intended to discuss

Elektra's partnership proposal with them and see if there were any avenues she had yet considered.

Meanwhile, Sonya would send the children to the kindergarten.