The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife
Chapter 312 Parents

Luna lifted her leg, wanting to go over, but she felt a little overwhelmed. She stood at the door, staring at Susan unblinking.

George and Oliver went over as well.

George could still suppress his raging emotions, except his eyes were already rimmed red.

"Dad, Mom, let's go in," Anna said with a smile. "Rosie and I have been waiting for you guys."

"Rosie, yes, your elder sister." Luna's gaze was still trained on Susan as she went along with what her youngest daughter said. She probably had no idea of what was coming out of her mouth.

Susan felt a range of emotions looking at the family by the door. She could totally see how they were anticipating to see and reunite with her.

Looking at how they wanted to come closer to her yet remained a little worried, Susan took a glance at Jacob only to be replied with a gentle gaze.

Her heart felt at ease instantly.

She told the Wrights softly, "Come in. Come have a seat."

Luna's tears fell like a broken string of pearls then. Those were her daughter's first words to her. She thought that she was never going to forget them as long as she lived.

"Alright, you cry when we can't replace our daughter, and you're crying now that we've found her too? Let's go in first lest our daughter laughs at us." George tugged Luna along with a forced smile. Luna wiped her tears, revealing a smile. "Yes, I've cried enough in these twenty-five years. From today onward, there's nothing more to cry about."

They went into the house and got seated.

Although she said that she was not going to cry anymore, Luna could not control her tears once she sat down beside Susan.

"Mom, stop crying. She's going to get a scare from it." Anna held her mother's hand.

"I'm not, I'm not," Luna said, but she could not stop her tears.

Helpless, Susan passed her a clean handkerchief.

Looking at the offered handkerchief, Luna's eyes turned even redder. She looked at Susan before suddenly yet cautiously hugging her. Susan stiffened momentarily.

"Rosie, oh Rosie." Luna sobbed softly while hugging Susan, like she was pouring her twenty plus years of longing and waiting, of searching and pain, all into her sobs. She shook inconsolably. Hesitant, Susan softly wrapped her arms around Luna.

The latter jolted, happiness fleeted in her eyes. Luna knew that her Rosie was comforting her.

It had been so many years. Never in her dreams did she dream that there would be a day like this. The heavens were kind to her.

Luna took about half an hour to turn her waterwork off after everyone else chipped in their comforting words. She then held Susan's hand and asked about the years that she had been through. Not knowing what to say, Jacob spoke about some events on Susan's behalf.

Hearing how hard life had been for the siblings, Luna's waterworks threatened to spill again. She clutched Susan's hand and repeated her apologies.

Back then, it was all because she was incapable of protecting Susan that she was abducted and went through so much hardship. Now that they were reunited, Luna was unwilling to let go of Susan's hand that she clung on. 2

During dinner, Luna sat beside Susan as well, staring at her in a daze all the while. Whatever dish Susan gave a brief glance to, Luna would scoop said dish to her. If Susan had not been uneasy with it, Luna would've loved to feed her personally.

The mother's love that had been late for twenty-five years came like a tidal wave...

While Susan was flustered from it, she felt a hint of

warmth too.

At night, Luna vehemently requested to sleep with Susan. The latter did not reject her, and Anna followed as well, the more the merrier.

The women locked themselves in a room to exchange whispers early in the night, leaving the men to look at each other awkwardly in the hall. George was the most ruffled one.

It had been twenty-five years - he missed his daughter too, okay!

Yet, he did not even have a word with Susan from how Luna was acting.

"How mean!" George was slightly bothered, looking upstairs. He wanted to talk to his daughter too, and he wanted to give her a hug as well.

An expression akin to a petty grudge thus appeared on George's otherwise righteous face. Oliver was fine but Julian and Jacob were thrown off as they were a little unused to it.

Marshal Wright, to them, was someone who only existed on television. Each time he appeared on it, he was the face of sternness and justice.

The expression that he was wearing now was honestly rather clashing.

After a while of simmering in his grudge, George coughed when he realized the odd atmosphere. "My apologies. My wife was too emotional. She didn't give you all a scare, did she?"

Julian and Jacob raised their brows in unison. What scared them was the conflicting expression on Marshal Wright! They kept quiet, however.

Marshal Wright coughed once more. "Rosie is now named Susan? The name's not bad but Rosalie Wright is better. Since we've found Rosie, let's pick a good time and officially welcome her back to the family."

"It'll depend on Susie's wish," Julian commented faintly.

George took a closer look at Julian. He basically got this son-in-law out of the blue, but he had heard the name Julian Shaw before.

Lanyard was only a slightly-above-average company in Ningcheng during the time of Julian's father, but when the company was handed to Julian, it soared in recent years.

Julian had continuously ranked in the top three in Canada's top riches ranking and had even charted first last year.

His son-in-law was something for sure.

Other than Julian's background, George was quite happy with Julian himself. Businessmen were inevitably obsequious to him when they saw him, but Julian's attitude toward him was indifferent. In comparison to those who were overly passionate, George admired someone calm like Julian instead.

He coughed and looked serious. "Rosie's a Wright. Coming back to the family is a must. If she doesn't want to..."

A sharp glint flashed in Marshal Wright's eyes.

Julian could not help frowning. Was the man considering to force his wife?

Just as the thought fled across his head, he saw George fishing out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket and gave each one to him and Jacob with practiced ease.

"Then I'll have to trouble both of you to persuade her for me."

The two men addressed were speechless.

"Dad!" Oliver yanked George's hand back rather awkwardly. "They don't smoke."

"Oh, oh, I see. That's good." George retracted his hand bashfully.

Oliver was exasperated when he explained, "Smoking is usually prohibited in the military. When a certain soldier performs exceptionally, Dad will give them a few cigarettes as encouragement. What he did jus now was out of habit, don't mind him."

Julian and Jacob remained speechless.

Somehow... this Marshal Wright did not live up to their fantasized image. In spite of it, the distance among them closed in swiftly.