Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1336: It's a lot of work

"Work?"

Edgar frowned, "What's that got to do with your work?"

Edwina reacted suddenly, wiped the corners of her eyes in panic and said, "Nothing, just take it as nonsense."

He didn't want it to look like there was some kind of conflict between him and his parents.

"Since it's nothing, you still don't want to marry me?" asked Edgar.

"I'll marry you when your parents accept me."

The words were spoken, but Edwina knew very well that it was completely impossible.

"All right, then we'll wait for that day."

Edgar didn't want to push her too hard, and he really had to think of a way to get mom and dad to accept Edwina.

He wiped the tears from her face and smiled, "When I'm free in a couple of days, I'll take you and Bonnie out for a few days." Edwina nodded, "Okay."

...

It was eleven o'clock at night when Edgar arrived home.

Elva had left and Mom and Dad had gone upstairs to rest.

He exhaled a long sigh of relief at being spared another disaster.

He cautiously went upstairs and opened the door to his room, but was surprised to replace his mother sitting on the couch in full light.

Startled, Edgar approached her and asked in a gasping tone, "Mom, why are you still awake?"

Dulce looked up at him with an expressionless face, "Tell me honestly, where have you been?"

"I was just in the office on a conference call." Edgar avoided her gaze and rubbed his nose.

"You're lying." said Dulce in a very definite tone.

Edgar was surprised and was quick to deny, "No."

"I'm your mother, I know you better." Dulce stood up, her eyes slightly narrowed, "You've grown accustomed to touching your nose when you lie."

At that, Edgar was quick to let go of her hand, "Mom, you're overreacting, my nose just itches a little."

"You went to see Edwina, didn't you?" asked Dulce bluntly.

Edgar lowered his head and made no sound.

Assent.

Dulce burst into a fit of rage and jabbed him in the head with her finger, "Brat, do you really take my word for it? I said you had to break it off with Edwina, did you?"

"Mom!" Edgar raised his head and looked at her with determination, "Edwina and I love each other with all our hearts, so let's make it work."

"Impossible! Never!" Dulce made it very clear, "The only daughter-in-law I recognize is Elva."

"I don't like her." Edgar said, "And tomorrow I'll send out a press release canceling the union."

"Edgar!" said Dulce, shaking with rage.

Seeing how angry his mother was, Edgar's attitude softened and he said quietly, "Mom, Elva and I really aren't compatible. And as the saying goes, a forcibly twisted melon is not sweet. For the sake of my lifelong happiness, let's forget the marriage."

"No way." Dulce spat the words out of her mouth firmly and continued, "You must marry Elva, your father and I are doing it for your sake."

Edgar laughed softly, "You wouldn't have to do it under the guise of doing it for my sake to satisfy your selfish desires."

Dulce's anger, which had been resting for a while, flared up again, "What selfishness? We're just trying to make sure you can get a foothold in the Khan Group and not have to suffer the hardships of the directors." "Why can't you understand what your father and I are trying to do?"

Dulce was so angry she was on the verge of tears.

Edgar sighed, "Mom, does my happiness matter so little?"

"Of course it matters. It's just that Edwina really doesn't suit you. She has an inferiority complex and is so petty that it will cost you to marry her." "Edwina has low self-esteem? Mean?" Edgar laughed, "Mom, why are you talking about a different person than the one I know?"

"The Edwina I know is big, kind, determined, brave, the best girl in the world."

She used "the best in the world" to describe Edwina.

Dulce thought he was stringing her along and shook her head, "No, I can't let you get away with that."

"Mom, try to accept Edwina and you'll see that she's much better than Elva."

Edgar thought about what Edwina had said in the evening and tried to use this opportunity to convince his mother to accept his feelings for Edwina.

His true feelings for Edwina were showing and then Dulce realized that things were more difficult than she had thought.

She was also tired and didn't want to talk to him about this anymore.

"Forget it, I'm not going to talk to you. I'm going to my room to rest."

As Edgar watched her leave, he didn't forget to say, "Mom, Edwina is very nice, you can try to get to know him better."

Dulce closed the door, blocking his words.

She glanced sideways at the door and her expression sank, it seemed Edwina hadn't taken her words to heart, so I don't blame her for being ruthless.

...

The fact that Edwina had lost her job meant that she had to pick Bonnie up from school every day.

This day, as usual, she went to school to pick Bonnie up. When the teacher saw her, she was puzzled and asked, "Hasn't Bonnie been picked up yet?" "Picked up?" Edwina frowned, "By who?"

"They said it was Bonnie's grandmother."

"Bonnie doesn't have a grandmother." Edwina realized something was wrong and was quick to ask, "What does she look like?"

The teacher also became nervous and said, "About fifty years old, dressed ...."

After deliberating over the wording, she added, "She's very elegant, looks like she's from a rich family!".

Fancy?

Rich?

Edwina's mind remembered someone and her eyes instantly widened, Dulce?

Dulce made contact with her before she could approach.

"Is Bonnie at your house?" asked Edwina as soon as she picked up the phone, her tone not as polite as before. Dulce laughed softly on the other end of the line, "I can't believe how well your son is doing."

"Tia, if you have something to say, come see me, the boy is innocent!".

At those words, Dulce's expression cooled, "If you really want your son to be good, separate yourself from Edgar."

Edwina closed her eyes, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she said sarcastically, "You've gone to a lot of trouble for this, Auntie." "Both of us being mothers, you should be able to understand my pains."

Edwina took a deep breath and tried to get her emotions under control, "Where are you?"

Dulce gave an address and hung up the phone.

She turned her head toward Bonnie, who was buried in a pie, and her eyebrows drew together slightly.

The boy was a long, sweet-toothed grandmother at all times, and she would have liked him if it weren't for Edwina.

Besides, she didn't know if she'd been right or wrong to do it.

But when it was done, there was no room for regret.

Hopefully, this time he would separate Edwina from Edgar completely and utterly.