Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy

Chapter 2103

She really didn't want to admit that her father was a jackass, but this was the truth. Bella was sure of that.

"It's your business. There's no need to inform me. I won't go anyway." Bella said coldly with anger in her voice. "Bella, I hope you could come. Can you give me some face?" Beck was displeased with the way Bella talked to him.

"If you really want to save face, you shouldn't get married so quickly. At least not for a year or two. How can Mother endure it?" Bella couldn't bear it and roared in agitation. Some of her classmates looked at her strangely, as if they all knew that her parents were divorced and her father was going to have a new wife.

"Bella, you are making it difficult for me." Beck wanted to force her.

"I really don't want to go. You go ahead." Bella hung up the phone.

Looking at the tears in her eyes, Ada patted Bella on her shoulder and consoled, "Bella, cheer up. Class is starting. Wipe your tears."

Bella wiped her tears with the back of her hand, but her tears kept rolling down. She buried her face in her arms on the desk, feeling extremely upset. In the afternoon, Bella received another call from her grandma.

"Bella, your father told me that you wouldn't come to his wedding, is that true? What kind of daughter are you? You don't give your father any face. So he has brought you up and gets nothing in return?" The old lady called to accuse Bella as Rosia spoke ill of her.

Rosia intended to aggravate the grudge and resentment between Bella and the Charles.

She knew well that Bella was a girl with a quick temper. If she kept going against the Charles like this, she would get into trouble sooner or later. "In your eyes, I'm not your granddaughter any more. I don't need you to teach me how to behave." Bella retorted.

"You ... you heartless damn girl, how can you talk to me like that? You are exactly the same as your mother, a nuisance." The old lady almost got a heart attack when she heard Bella.

Bella sneered, "You never liked me."

"Look at your younger brother, Jimmy. He is sweet at such a young age and knows how to greet people. When you were young, you only knew how to mess things up and cause trouble. How can I like you?" The old lady immediately made a comparison.

"Why don't you just say that he is a boy and I am just a girl? He can reproduce and inherit, I will only be splashed out like water." Bella talked back to the old lady sharply.

The old lady hung up the phone angrily and cursed, "This damn girl, never says anything nice."

Rosia was massaging the old lady's shoulders and backs gently. When she heard that the old lady was breathing unevenly, she consoled hastily, "Mother, don't be angry. Bella is spoiled, that's why she is disrespectful."

"Absolutely! Susan is the one who spoiled my granddaughter. Bella is just like her mother, a nuisance." The old lady gritted her teeth and blamed on Susan.

"Mother, please take care of your body. Don't fret over such trifles. Come on, I made you bird's nest soup. Please taste to see if you like it." Rosia loved to hear the old lady curse Susan and her daughter. Natually she put on a good show.

The more the old lady looked at Rosia, the better she liked her. She took the soup and praised her with a smile, "Rosia, you are the best. You take good care of me and you are considerate and obedient. Susan is no match for you. If Beck had met you earlier, we would not have suffered such a ruckus."

"Mother, it's a blessing to meet him anyway." Rosia said sweetly.

"Yeah, if only you could give birth to another child for our family. Jimmy will feel lonely." The old lady changed the topic and stared at Rosia's flat belly, which she felt could give birth to another boy. That was why she liked Rosia very much.

Rosia froze. The old lady wanted her to give birth to one more boy. Was she so crazy about grandsons?

She took pains to marry Beck Charles on account of her son. She barely had enjoyed a few years of weathy life. She wanted to take advantage of her young age and live a jovial life. She could not get pregnant again!

"Mother, Beck and I are not married yet. Isn't it too early to talk about having another child?" Rosia did not dare to refuse, so she could only divert the conversation.

"That's right, you are getting married at the end of this month. I'll ask Beck to give you a big wedding. I'll make you proud of it." The old lady was delighted at the mention of the marriage.

"There's no need. Keep a low profile. Just the two families have dinner together..."

"How can that be? You are the wife that Beck wants to marry. It'll be a joke if we are too stingy." The old lady was really satisfied with Rosia now, so she didn't mind spending more money.

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course, she wanted a grand wedding so she could exasperate Bella and her mother, she could also hold her head high and revenge all the grievance she had endured these years. She could show those who had sneered at her that

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now officially Mrs. Charles.

"Thank you, Mother. I don't know how to repay your kindness." Rosia was happy with a grateful look.

"If you want to repay me, give me one more grandson." The old lady mentioned grandson so many times that Rosia got annoyed. Rosia sneered secretly. How many more years could the old bones live? She might have died before she could see another grandchild being born. "Mother, we'll talk about this later. I'll discuss it with Beck."Rosia continued to console the old lady.

At night, Rosia lied on the bed, telling Beck with an arch smile, "Your mother wants me to give birth to a son for you again."

"How are we having another baby as I'm too old?" Beck's head ached at the mention of children. Especially Bella, the rebellious daughter, worried him a lot.

Beck pinched her waist. She pleade sweetly, "I don't care. You go tell your mother that we are not having another child. You've got to convince her. We have Jimmy already, that's enough."

"Alright, I'll tell her." Neither did Beck want another child, as he was satisfied with a son and a daughter.

Rosia leaned on him, smiling contentedly. As long as she was smart enough, no one could give her a hard time.