Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

Cecilia Glendon smiled and didn’t say anything. Now that she had Steven Glendon, she didn’t think about looking for another one.

Cecilia Glendon’s mother could see Cecilia Glendon’s lack of interest in the matter and didn’t ask much about it.

I thought the mother and son could stay here for one night, but I did not expect to leave after the noon meal.

Cecilia Glendon’s mother wanted to keep them for a while, but Cecilia Glendon lowered her voice and told her she had to go to the cemetery, so she couldn’t say anything else.

Allen Brown and Frank Brown were standing not far away, and they deliberately lowered their voices, so that they could not hear what they said.

“After being away for so long, I had to go see my dad.” So says Cecilia Glendon.

Cecilia Glendon’s mother was at a loss as to what to say.

“I’ll see some friends tomorrow, and I’ll be getting ready to go back to August City the day after.” Cecilia Glendon said, “When the house is packed up, I’ll invite you over to play.”

Upon hearing that she was leaving the day after tomorrow, Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s eyes reddened again, “Why so soon? You’ve only been back a few days. …”

“Things at work have been delayed for a few days.” Cecilia Glendon sighed softly, “It’s only a few hours round trip between the two cities, so I can see you whenever I want to.”

Cecilia Glendon’s mother still had red eyes and didn’t speak, probably because she was afraid she would show a choked voice if she opened her mouth.

The moment Cecilia Glendon’s mother fell into Cecilia Glendon’s eyes, she realized that Cecilia Glendon’s mother has aged a lot, there are a lot of gray hair between her hair.

Not only Cecilia Glendon’s mother, but also Allen Brown, who is standing not far away, has aged.

Cecilia Glendon’s heart is a little sour.

“I’m leaving.” Just as the car for the appointment arrived, Cecilia Glendon had to speak to Cecilia Glendon’s mother.

“Then … be careful on your way.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother, even though she was reluctant to leave, could only see Cecilia Glendon off at this moment.

Steven Glendon leaned over the window and waved to Cecilia Glendon’s mother before sitting back and looking into Cecilia Glendon’s downcast eyes.

“Mom, if you can’t leave, we can stay a few more days.” Steven Glendon said.

“Can’t leave?” Cecilia Glendon raised her eyes and gave him a look, “I’m not sorry to leave.”

Steven Glendon just thought Cecilia Glendon was sad, but now he found Cecilia Glendon’s eyes dry and clean, no water in them at all.

“I thought you couldn’t leave.” Steven Glendon pouted.

Cecilia Glendon rubbed Steven Glendon’s head and whispered, “There’s something to be said for giving up, but it’s not that you can’t leave.”

She was just shocked at how little time she spent with Cecilia Glendon’s mother, and that realization made her feel guilty.

Cecilia Glendon thinks she was probably born with a weak heart, so she was able to leave so freely.

…

It was already afternoon when we went to the cemetery. Cecilia Glendon led Steven Glendon to stand in front of the grave for a while, and the cemetery janitor approached.

Cecilia Glendon, although face-blind, is familiar with the appearance of the janitor, who is older, but he is the same as he was five years ago.

“Miss Glendon, you’re finally here.” The administrator’s voice became a little hoarse and muffled, but the smile on his face was sincere, “Five years no see, how are you doing?”

“I’m fine, how are you doing?” Cecilia Glendon thought he had retired, but didn’t realize he was still here.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“That’s it, people are getting old.” The administrator smiled and said, “Is this your child?”

“Yes.” Cecilia Glendon pats Steven Glendon on the head, “Steven, call Grandpa good.”

“Hello, Grandpa.” Steven Glendon called out good-naturedly.

“Hello, little friend.” Steven Glendon has a pleasant face and a sweet mouth, and I’m afraid there are few people who don’t like it.

After greeting Steven Glendon, the administrator straightened up again and said to Cecilia Glendon, “Your husband came over every year on the anniversary of your father’s death when Miss Glendon wasn’t here these past few years.”

Cecilia Glendon was stunned: “My husband?”

She wanted to say when she had Mr. ah, she did not know herself.

“It’s the same gentleman that Miss Glendon used to bring.” Hearing Cecilia Glendon ask, the administrator was a little confused.

Obviously when the gentleman came later, he asked his identity and learned that he was Cecilia Glendon’s husband, otherwise he wouldn’t dare to talk nonsense.

And, if that gentleman is not Cecilia Glendon’s husband, then why does he bring flowers at that time of year?

At first the administrator wondered why Cecilia Glendon herself did not come, and then thought of what Cecilia Glendon said when she was leaving that time, thinking that she had an accident, but now Cecilia Glendon stood in front of him again.

“He … comes every year?” Cecilia Glendon forgot for a moment to explain that Abbott Benson was not her husband, but what she wanted to know more now was, had Abbott Benson really come every year for the past five years?

“Come on.” The administrator nodded, “Every time I come with flowers, he is busy when he will only stay here for ten minutes, not busy, ah, an hour is a common thing.”

Cecilia Glendon felt like her brain had been slammed with a fist, making her head a little dizzy and she couldn’t help but take a step back.

She looked again at the fresh bouquet of flowers in front of her father’s grave, and her eyes were surprisingly a little sour.

“At first Miss Glendon left money to buy flowers has been used up, and then your husband left money, now there is still a lot left, since Miss Glendon is back, then I should return the money to you.” The administrator said, from his arms out of an envelope, the envelope heavy, looks like a lot of money.

“I can’t take this.” Cecilia Glendon hurriedly pushed his hand away, “You have kept this place for so many years and helped me a lot, you keep this money as a thank you from me.”

“Miss Glendon, I work here, what you want me to help is also considered my job.” The administrator was tough and refused to take a penny more, “Besides, I’m retiring in a couple of days, and I was wondering what I was going to do with this money before you came, and now that you’re back, it has to be returned to you.”

The administrator said, slipping the envelope back to Cecilia Glendon.

The pile of money landed in Cecilia Glendon’s hands, unbearably heavy.

It was Abbott Benson’s money, and she couldn’t take it, but she also knew the administrator’s temperament, and it would be impossible to ask him to take it back again.

Cecilia Glendon let out a long sigh, and it looked like she would have to make a trip to Abbott Benson.

To return this money to him, along with that previous Taylor bank card.

The card had been in Cecilia Glendon’s possession for almost six years, and she had never bothered to check how much money was on it or to spend it.

After leaving the cemetery, Cecilia Glendon was noticeably much quieter, and Steven Glendon was understanding enough not to bother her.

Cecilia Glendon sent Steven Glendon back. After opening the door and entering, Steven Glendon was changing his shoes and Cecilia Glendon was standing in the doorway without moving.

After Steven Glendon had changed his shoes, she said, “I’m going to go find him and give him this money back.”

“Go ahead.” Steven Glendon happened to have changed his shoes as well, and he turned to look at Cecilia Glendon, “I’ll be fine at home alone.”

“Call me if you need anything.” Cecilia Glendon rejoices in his understanding.

“Aunt Debby White will be back soon, too, so it’ll be okay.” Steven Glendon said in a good voice.

“Then I’ll go, and you lock the door.” Cecilia Glendon instructed.