Flash Marriage With Mr. Sheffield: Go Away, Cheap Man!-Chapter 119: Did Grandma Pressure Them to Persuade Silas to Divorce Me?

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Did Grandma Pressure Them to Persuade Silas to Divorce Me?

On Saturday, Clara Sterling spent the entire morning at home reading a book.

After lunch, Sophie Sheffield called her via video chat.

"Sweetie, I heard from my mom that Grandma knows about that thing with Julian Hawthorne. She called my dad in the middle of the night, asking him to return to the country. My dad came up with an excuse to brush it off, and she also saw the trending topic about you and Isaac Sutton. She even called my parents last night to pressure them. How are things on your end?"

Clara paused, her brows furrowing slightly.

Silas Sheffield’s grandma pressuring Uncle Sheffield and Auntie Quincy?

Clara frowned and asked, "Pressure about what?"

Sophie sighed and said with a troubled expression, "Ah, my grandma is really stubborn. She always liked Thea Tate and wanted her to be her granddaughter-in-law. I thought she’d drop that idea after knowing my brother married you, but she just won’t give up."

"So..." Clara’s heart tightened, "Is your grandma pressuring your parents to convince Silas to divorce me?"

After some hesitation, Sophie nodded.

"But Clara, you don’t need to worry." Sophie quickly reassured her, "My parents really like you, and from what I’ve observed, my brother also really likes you. Rest assured, he won’t divorce you."

Clara lowered her eyes, her long lashes trembling slightly. "But your grandma doesn’t like me..."

"She just cares too much about family status; it has nothing to do with you as a person. She doesn’t like you simply because she doesn’t know you well enough. If she got to know you, she’d definitely like you."

"I’ll be going back to the old house this afternoon to say some nice things about you in front of Grandma. Don’t worry, Grandma really likes me, and my words still hold some weight."

Clara said, "By the way, Sophie, aside from her collection of paintings and calligraphy, what else does Grandma like? Her birthday is coming up, and I want to prepare a gift that she’ll appreciate."

Although Silas said he’d take her to an auction to buy a famous painting for Grandma, Clara felt that wasn’t enough.

Besides, she couldn’t afford such expensive artworks, and Grandma would surely know Silas paid for them.

In that case, to Grandma, it would seem like she, the granddaughter-in-law, hadn’t prepared any gift at all, which wouldn’t leave a good impression on her.

Clara still wanted to prepare another gift herself.

Sophie thought for a moment and said, "My grandma likes embroidery and opera."

"Embroidery?" Clara’s eyes lit up.

"Yes, she really loves handmade embroidery, especially peony and lotus patterns."

"Got it, thank you, Sophie." Clara felt more confident.

Sophie smiled, "No need to thank me. Just wait, I’ll pack up and head to the old house to be your advocate."

Clara also smiled, "Thank you, my strategist. You’re the best!"

"Hehe, it’s no trouble. You’re my closest friend, my favorite sister-in-law, even more than Thea. If you weren’t, I’d be really upset."

"Then I must secure my position as your sister-in-law."

After ending the video call, Clara checked the time; it was already past two in the afternoon.

She went online and carefully selected high-quality threads and fabrics, purchasing the necessary embroidery tools to prepare to personally embroider a peony picture for Silas’s grandma.

Embroidery was her specialty.

Yvonne Sterling was skilled at embroidery and even sold embroidery for a living in her early years.

Later, machine production replaced most handmade embroidery, leading Yvonne to switch careers and sell breakfast instead.

Due to her renowned embroidery skills in Crestwood, even after changing her trade, old customers would occasionally request her embroidery for a fee, so Yvonne treated it as a part-time job, doing it whenever she had spare time.

Clara began learning embroidery from her mother at the age of ten.

With her intelligence and dexterous hands, she quickly grasped the essence of embroidery.

Starting from middle school, she would do embroidery at home after finishing her homework to earn money and help support the family.

Over the years, she never neglected embroidery and would occasionally sell her work in college.

Yvonne even praised Clara’s embroidery skills, saying she surpassed the master.

After purchasing the embroidery tools, Clara saw that it was still early and decided to read a book for a while.

In the morning, a doctor checked on Yvonne and said she was in good condition and recovering well after surgery.

After lunch, Yvonne returned to her room for a nap and probably wasn’t awake yet at this time.

Clara planned to read until her mother woke up and then chat with her before heading to Anabelle Spencer’s birthday party.

She often lost track of time when engrossed in a book, so she set an alarm for 4:30 p.m. to remind herself to chat with her mother.

At 4:30 p.m., the alarm went off on time.

Clara closed her book and got up to go to Yvonne’s room.

The room Silas had arranged for Yvonne came with a large terrace, and during her stay here, Yvonne had kept herself busy by growing some flowers and plants.

Yvonne had tended to the flowers well; the jasmine, roses, and peonies on the terrace were in full bloom.

Beside the blooming flowers sat a wicker chair where Yvonne was lounging, basking in the sunlight with her eyes closed.

In May, Veridian wasn’t too hot, and the temperature was just right.

The sunlight at 4:30 in the afternoon was gentle and not harsh, making Yvonne very comfortable basking in it.

"Mom." Clara called out.

Yvonne opened her eyes and looked over, "Clara." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Clara walked over and sat on the chair next to Yvonne.

"Mom, I’m going to a colleague’s birthday party later, so I won’t be back for dinner tonight. You don’t have to wait for me."

"Alright." Yvonne smiled, "Clara is making new friends in Veridian."

"Yes, there are two girls in my department who I’m getting along well with. They’re both assistants to the director."

Talking about the position of director assistant, Yvonne couldn’t help but think of Clara’s director, Julian Hawthorne.

"And with President Hawthorne..." Yvonne hesitated.

Clara had mentioned the incident with Julian on May 20th with her mom.

Clara knew what her mom wanted to ask and said, "Mom, don’t worry. I’ve made things clear to President Hawthorne. Once he knew I was married, he kept his distance. Now we hardly speak except for work-related matters."

Yvonne nodded, "That’s good."

Clara stayed with her mother, chatting and soaking up the sun on the terrace.

A rare, pleasant time for the mother and daughter.

At 5:30, Clara returned to her room to change clothes and apply makeup.

She chose a light green long dress; its color was very plain.

She had her hair half-up, letting the rest flow down over her shoulders, with a simple makeup look.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Clara was quite satisfied.

She was as serene as a chrysanthemum, not overwhelming anyone.

At 6:20, Clara set off for Anabelle Spencer’s villa.

Once again, Linton was driving the very low-key car for her.

Anabelle lived in a high-end villa area in Veridian.

Only homeowners’ cars could enter here.

All guests attending the birthday party had to get off at the entrance.

Clara was no exception.