Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 836 Lawyer Jones Really Is a Good Person

Catherine Ford went to the hospital to bid farewell to her mother, inevitably getting a scolding, then she awkwardly left the hospital exhausted, to say goodbye to her father and brothers and sisters.

Mr. Ford looked at his daughter’s disheartened expression and clumsily reminded her, "Remember to come home for the New Year."

"Bring Alice along; I’ll buy her a toy," Gabriel Ford shouted in his duck-like voice.

Bella Ford stepped forward and gently hugged Catherine Ford, "Call me if you need anything."

"Mhm," Catherine Ford rubbed her head against her older sister’s shoulder, reminding her father to take care of his health, then turned to look at her brother, "Study well for the exams next year and don’t just think about playing."

"Got it, hehe," Gabriel laughed foolishly, hiding behind Mr. Ford as if scared of being nagged.

Catherine Ford gave her brother a reproachful glance before getting into the car. The man sitting beside her had a chilly aura. Her earlier disheartenment was quickly replaced by anxiety, and she recalled him wrapping a scarf around her, the area starting to feel warm again.

Fortunately, at that moment, Mrs. Jones sent a video call. Benjamin Jones answered and said a few words, then passed the phone to her.

Seeing Mrs. Jones and Alice on the screen made Catherine Ford’s anxious heart settle as she started chatting with them.

The little girl hadn’t seen her mother all night and was very talkative. She rambled on about when she went to bed, what she did after getting up, how Grandma and Grandpa were so nice to her, her little mouth non-stop chattering. Finally, Alice asked Catherine Ford, "Mommy, can I eat the cake in the fridge?"

Catherine Ford glanced awkwardly at the man next to her and then at Mrs. Jones, who was trying not to laugh, her cheeks flushing, "Didn’t you say you already had breakfast with Grandma Jones?"

"Oh, mommy, I misspoke. It’s not Alice who wants the cake, it’s Alice who wants to thank Grandma Jones with the cake. Didn’t mommy say we should reciprocate kindness?" As soon as Alice heard her mother’s tone was off, she promptly changed her tune. Though such words might sound trivial coming from an adult, hearing them spoken so seriously by a three-and-a-half-year-old girl couldn’t help but amuse everyone. Mrs. Jones was already laughing to the point the camera shook lightly, and even Benjamin Jones beside her couldn’t help but crack a smile.

Catherine Ford resisted the urge to bury her face in her hands and asked Alice, "Do you know what ’reciprocating kindness’ means?"

"I know, if someone gives me a piece of chocolate, then I give back a piece of cake." Upon saying this, Alice grew concerned, "Mommy, Alice ate Grandma’s sandwiches, milk chocolate, and durian pastry, just giving Grandma cake doesn’t seem enough. Should mommy also give Grandma the frozen jelly?"

Mrs. Jones was utterly moved, and Benjamin Jones couldn’t resist glancing at the little girl in the video. Only Catherine Ford was left with a "..."

If Catherine Ford didn’t know her daughter so well, she might have believed her. After thinking for a moment, she said, "How about mommy makes some other delicious food to thank Grandma when I get back?" freewёbnoνel.com

"That won’t do, if we leave the cake and jelly any longer, they won’t taste good." The little girl immediately panicked upon hearing her mother’s suggestion, unwittingly exposing herself, and everyone else burst into laughter again.

Catherine Ford, not wanting to tease Alice further in front of Mrs. Jones, gave the password to Mrs. Jones, asking her to please take Alice to the fridge to get the cake and jelly.

Both were desserts she had made the previous afternoon, intending to eat them as desserts after dinner. She hadn’t expected something to come up at home, and she had to rush back to Ginning.

Mrs. Jones originally wanted to refuse, but seeing the greedy look on Alice’s face, she eventually agreed.

After hanging up the video call, Catherine Ford handed the phone back to Benjamin Jones and didn’t forget to thank him.

The man had already tucked away the smile at the corner of his mouth, "It is I who should thank you and Alice, my mother hasn’t been this happy since she retired."

"Alice rarely gets so close to strangers, Aunt Jones is really nice." Catherine Ford felt somewhat at a loss by Benjamin Jones’s words, but still answered earnestly.

Benjamin Jones thought of the first time his mother met Alice, when she said Alice resembled him as a child and was determined to see him and Catherine Ford as a couple; he smiled helplessly at the thought but didn’t rebut Catherine’s words.

The car was still moving, but since it had snowed overnight, the freeway was just clear, and they were going very slow. The three and a half hours’ drive had already taken two hours, but they were not even halfway there. He thought this was bad, but didn’t expect something worse would happen.

Due to the slippery road a large truck and four cars had a pile-up ahead, now not even slow driving was possible; all the cars were waiting in place.

Impatient cursing from other drivers could be heard from time to time. Catherine Ford stuck her head out of the car window, seeing the long line of cars, and sighed lightly, fearing that it would take an unknown amount of time to get moving again.

"Are you in a hurry?" Benjamin Jones heard Catherine sigh and turned his head to ask.

Catherine Ford quickly shook her head, "I’ve taken two days off, so it’s fine for me, but Lawyer Jones, you have a lot on your plate; I’m afraid this will delay your time."

This was what Catherine Ford was truly annoyed about.

Reed, who was in the front, heard Catherine’s words and thought to himself, now this girl remembers she’s delaying their BOSS’s time? Normally their boss hated wasting time the most, but just as he finished thinking, he heard Benjamin Jones’s indifferent reply, "I’m not busy."

Reed, "...", the end of the year is always the busiest time for the law firm, to the point where they even have to work on weekends, but now the boss is saying he’s not busy?

But the boss’s voice was so flat, there was no sign of lying. Reed couldn’t help but glance at Catherine Ford through the rearview mirror; she had a palm-sized face buried in her scarf, indeed beautiful, but still a bit short compared to the young female stars chasing after the boss recently. However, she seemed to have a nice personality, but as a divorced single mother, the boss must just be sympathizing with her, right?

As he was pondering, Reed suddenly felt a sharp gaze sweeping over him from behind. He realized that the BOSS was looking at the rearview mirror at some point, he immediately straightened up, focusing on the road ahead, not daring to indulge in random thoughts anymore.

Catherine Ford didn’t notice the anomaly between the two men; as time passed, the cars outside still showed no sign of moving. She became increasingly smaller in her seat, eventually curling up in her chair.

The car had turned off, and the air conditioning was shut down; the temperature inside the car was getting lower and lower. Catherine Ford, who was especially afraid of cold, felt bad about speaking up, as everyone was stuck here because of her. So, she just endured. That’s when the man next to her suddenly opened the car door, and she hurriedly sat upright looking over in confusion, but he had already closed the door against the incoming wind.

Catherine Ford thought someone might need to leave the car after sitting for so long, too embarrassed to ask. Yet she saw the man re-enter the car and hand her a wool blanket, then spoke to Reed in front, "I’ll go ahead and ask about the situation."

"Boss, let me go instead." Reed quickly said, but Benjamin Jones had already left and closed the door behind him.

Catherine Ford looked at the warm and soft blanket in her arms, then at the closed car door, and realized the driver was observing her. She coughed awkwardly, "Lawyer Jones really is a good person."

Reed, "..." If the people who were bankrupted by the BOSS knew what you said, they would hate you to death.

Seeing the driver not responding, Catherine Ford felt more embarrassed, she lowered her head to fiddle with the blanket, wrapping her entire person in it. She instantly felt much warmer and no longer thought about anything else, but then heard the usually cool and aloof driver up front assertively say, "Yes, our boss is a good person."

Catherine Ford thought to herself, this person might not be cold but simply slow in reaction, which makes him seem aloof.