Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) novel Chapter 1292

Celeste thought that Grace's embrace was really warm. She was also aware that Grace was really observant and keen on details.

When Grace saw Celeste standing alone, she gave her a warm hug. That way, she wouldn't feel left out.

Celeste was grateful from the bottom of her heart. She wanted to cling on to Grace's warm and tender hug.

And when Grace heard what Celeste said, she secretly sighed. Celeste had a way with words.

Grace smiled warmly and looked up at Heinz.

Heinz understood what Grace meant. She was hinting to him that this child was polite and had manners.

He did not speak. He looked silently into his wife's eyes and protested.

Heinz always felt that it was a little hasty to look for a lover for Gary.

There were many variables to consider.

After all, life was full of surprises.

Therefore, Heinz didn't show any reactions. He had no choice but to compromise with his wife.

Grace withdrew her gaze and patted Celeste on the shoulders gently. Then, she looked at her warmly and said, "It's fate for us to meet each other and destiny for us to know each other. It's my pleasure to meet you, Celeste."

Celeste felt flattered, but guilt slowly welled up in her heart. She didn't know what to say.

Celeste put on a shy smile. She stood there stiffly and greeted her back, "Ms. Smith."

"Celeste, you've lost weight," After careful observation, Grace said, "It's only been a few days, but you've already lost a lot of weight."

Those words attracted Ernest's attention.

Hearing his mother's words, Ernest also realized that Celeste seemed to have slimmed down a lot.

Celeste was surprised and had to admire Grace's keenness. She had lost four pounds, but she thought it was normal because she was unaccustomed to the climate.

She didn't expect other people to realize this.

"A little bit," Celeste nodded honestly, "Maybe I needed time to adjust after coming here."

After that, Grace looked at Ernest again.

"Mum, I did not slim down," Ernest was blunt, "I'm still the same." "I can see that," Grace chuckled, "Celeste is thinner than you. You and Maria look healthy."

Ernest didn't say anything.

Maria had finished chatting with her mother and grandma. When she heard her aunt's words, she ran over in a hurry.

"Celeste has lost weight?" Maria quickly ran over. She held Celeste's hand and looked at her from head to toe. She exclaimed, "It's true. You've lost some weight. Your face is too small."

"No," Celeste shook her head.

"It's all my fault," Maria was still blaming herself, "I should have brought you here earlier."

"I'm really fine," Celeste continued to shake her head.

"Maria, Ernest, you should take good care of Celeste in the future," Grace interjected at the right time.

"Okay, Aunt Grace," Maria agreed.

Ernest also nodded.

Only then did the group of people enter the house and were led to their own rooms.

Maria guessed right. Sure enough, her mum and grandma didn't sleep in the guest room but stayed with her in her room.

After putting away their luggage, they all went downstairs to eat.

The meal on the plane wasn't delicious, so everyone didn't eat much.

Throughout the entire time, Celeste sat beside Grace. To Grace's right was Ernest, and Heinz was by Ernest's side.

Celeste was cared for sincerely. Grace looked after her as if she was family. It felt warm.

Celeste had always been obedient and quiet. She would seldom take the initiative to speak.

On the other side, Yvonne was also very concerned about her, "Celeste, come, eat more. Right now, you are still growing, so you must eat more."

"Mrs. Attwood, we ate dinner just now," Celeste refused politely, "You should enjoy it."

"Since it's late, just take it as supper," Grace took a plate of food and placed it in front of Celeste, chuckling, "Eat it to nourish your body."

"Yes, eat more," Yvonne grabbed some food for Maria while saying to Celeste, "A child should not be afraid of gaining weight. You're only sixteen years old. You won't grow fat. Don't worry, eat more."

"Thank you," Celeste thanked everyone meekly, "I'll dig in now."

She lowered her head and began to eat obediently.

"Yvonne, don't be angry," Grace said, "It's okay for Zachary to tell them. If they didn't know we were coming, they would probably be asleep by now. If that happened, we wouldn't be able to see them immediately. Now that we can see the children, we are relieved. There is nothing to worry about."

Yvonne looked at Grace helplessly and sighed, "Zachary just can't keep his mouth shut."

"That's because he feels sorry for you and your daughter," Grace pointed out sharply, "He only cares about you both, and there is no one else he holds in his heart."

Yvonne was stunned. A while later, she smiled without saying anything else.

Grace also grinned. The two of them looked at each other and did not continue their conversation.

Maria heaved a sigh of relief, "Aunt Grace, just now you said that my dad loves my mom and I. I have to correct you."

"Oh?" Grace looked at her with a smile, "How would you correct it?"

"My mum is the only one in dad's heart," Maria said, pretending to be jealous, "He called me in advance because he didn't want my mom to be sad if she were to see me in a bad state. If mom were to feel sad, dad would be sad too. That's the entire explanation. Do you understand?"

"I don't quite understand," Grace laughed.

"Aunt Grace, I'm sure you're aware of what I'm saying," Maria sighed. "Don't worry, I'm not jealous. I just think that parents aren't honest. They worry more about their wives than their children, yet they always say that their children are more important. It's just a statement, so it's not important. Haha."

Everyone laughed as they listened to her.

Grace shook her head and said to Maria, "Silly girl. Of course parents care about their children. Otherwise, we wouldn't have come to London to see you."

Maria shrugged, "That's exactly why my father didn't come."

Grace gaped and shook her head, chuckling under her breath as she uttered, "Are you sad that your father didn't come?"

"That's something my mom should be worried about," Maria shot a look at Yvonne.

Yvonne glanced at her, "You're wrong about your father. Your father is at home, and because of that we are able to come here without any worries."

Maria pouted, "That's true."

Although there were some thoughts in Maria's mind, she didn't want to continue.

At that moment, Heinz said, "Maria is right. Zachary cares about Yvonne the most. This is something you can't deny."

"Aren't I right, Uncle Heinz?" With support from her uncle, Maria's eyes lit up.

"Of course," Heinz said proudly, "In front of Ernest, I dare to admit that in our family, I care about Grace the most. My children are second- best when compared to her."