Flash Marriage: He Made My Jaw Drop

Chapter 33

Flash Marriage He Made My Jaw Drop

Lainey comforted Mrs. Quinn, “Auntie, don’t blame yourself, you are also doing it for Vivienne’s good.”

Lainey glanced in the direction of the living room, and said to herself, “It may be that God also felt that

Vivienne was treated

badly a few years ago, so he gave her this marriage to compensate her.”

Mrs. Quinn said, “Damien is a good man.”

Lainey also didn’t tell Mrs. Quinn about Damien’s real identity. Now Vivienne and Damien were still

sleeping in separate beds. If Damien’s real identity was revealed, it might be counterproductive.

With Vivienne’s personality, she might go directly to the Civil Registry Office for divorce.

But if she waited for them to have feelings for each other, that was not necessarily the case.

There were so many dishes, all cooked by Vivienne, and Damien helped.

Everyone sat down around the table, and Vivienne greeted with a smile, “Sorry for waiting so long, let’s

eat! Auntie, Damien told me you like lighter dishes, these dishes are light, and they should suit your

taste.”

“Sure they suit.” Violet laughed repeatedly, her eyes glancing at Vivienne and Damien, the words were

pun intended.

Not only did the food suit her appetite, but her daughter–in–law suited her heart even more.

Vivienne didn’t understand the deep meaning in Violet’s words, but Lainey understood. It seemed that

Violet was very satisfied with Vivienne as his daughter–in–law.

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As long as Vivienne passed this test of the wealthy mother–in–law, then there would be no big

problem.

Lainey felt less worried, took the opportunity to take out a gift, and said with a smile, “Vivi, this is my

wedding gift for you. Wish you a happy life and have a baby soon.”

“Aww, Lainey.” Vivienne accepted the gift and said with a smile, “Thank you.”

Violet also said, “Now that you are married, you can also start preparing for pregnancy. The younger

when you give birth to a baby, the quicker you recover, Mrs. Quinn, what do you think?”

Due to the occasion, Mrs. Quinn echoed, “It’s time to prepare.”

Vivienne was shy when she heard these words. She glanced at Damien out of the corner of her eyes.

Damien said, “As for the baby, let it take its course.”

As soon as Damien’s words came out, everyone didn’t bother to bring about this matter anymore.

A man who did not want children was not ready to take on the family or to spend the rest of his life with

his wife and have al complete family.

Lainey asked tentatively, “Damien, you are thirsty. Men of your age are eager to have children. I know

it’s not in a hurry, but you have to have a plan.”

Vivienne was so embarrassed.

Damien glanced at Vivienne, and said frankly, “There is no plan for this matter, it depends on fate.“

He thought that Vivienne was not ready yet, so he was not in a hurry.

But this was too perfunctory for Lainey, she was worried that Damien was just playing with Vivienne, Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

but she couldn’t say too much.

“Let’s eat!” Vivienne smiled and changed the topic, “Mom, you should drink more of this soup, Auntie,

Grayson, you should have some too, help yourself.”

On such an occasion, Grayson just pretended to be air, and said with a smile, “Thank you.”

It was still considered harmonious.

Violet was very warm to Mrs. Quinn, and they chatted about family. life together, and they talked more

about Vivienne’s childhood.

As for her son’s wife, Violet naturally wanted to know more about her family. When she learned that

Mrs. Quinn was working in a hotel, she didn’t look down on her but felt sorry for Mrs. Quinn to live a

tough life.

It was really not easy for a single mother to raise a daughter.

Violet admired Mrs. Quinn very much, and the two chatted more and more, and they called each other

by their first names.

After dinner, Damien took the initiative to clean up the dishes, let Vivienne rest aside, and grabbed

Grayson to help in the kitchen.

Grayson looked at the dishes in the sink, wanting to cry, “I don’t know how to wash dishes!”

Damien leaned against the refrigerator calmly and said, “As long as you are not mentally retarded, you

can do it.”

Grayson could only accept this, put on the gloves, and started to wash, “Why don’t you hire a nanny, or

send one from home.”

Damien drank a bottle of water from the refrigerator, “Normal workers can’t afford a nanny.”

Grayson was puzzled, and said in a low voice, “Why do you need to pretend to be so poor? The stall,

this small house, it is not as big as our swimming pool.”

Damien glanced at Vivienne in the living room and said, “She is different from other girls. What she

wants is a partner who is on the same level and in the same world.”

Grayson, “The world of poverty?”