Thinking of this, Quincy Forest couldnāt help but laugh, "My mother really likes you, but itās good that she doesnāt know youāre already married."
"Why is it good that she doesnāt know?" Jane Sampson wondered.
"Ever since I was little, you were the child from another family that my mother always talked about. I was the one she compared to you, only to look down on me. It wasnāt until a few years ago, when there was no news from you, that my mother finally gave it a rest. If my mom knew you had become a wife and mother, you would become the praised āchild from another familyā in her stories once again."
Quincy Forest shook her head in reflection, "During our school days, you played the piano well, were independent and confident, and you were especially beautiful. Most importantly, you were talented and did so well in school, didnāt date early, and got married right after university. Your life path has become an example for every parent, never once giving them cause for concern."
Quincy Forest stuck out her tongue, "If my mom knew you were married, sheād definitely urge me to go on blind dates, hoping Iād quickly follow in your footsteps."
If that familyās child is married, how can our familyās child be left behind?
Quincy Forest was certain that her mother was exactly that type of mom.
"Your mother is just teasing you. No matter how much she praises other children, in her heart, her own child is always the best," Jane Sampson said with self-deprecating laughter.
Indeed, that was true. Seeing Quincy Forest, the heiress of the Forest Clan Group, living a carefree life made it clear that the Forest Family really spoiled and doted on their daughter.
Quincy Forest giggled and didnāt argue with Jane Sampson, not noticing the hint of envy in her tone.
After Jane Sampson finished speaking, Quincy Forest patted her on the shoulder with a look of sympathy, "It must be hard being married to James Black. Iāve decided, Iām going to treat you twice as well from now on."
"..." Jane Sampson touched the tip of her nose and whispered a defense for James Black, "Heās not as bad as you say, right?"
"Heās not bad?" Quincy Forest asked in surprise, "He has a good temperament?"
Easy to get angry, that canāt be considered good, right? Jane Sampson asked herself inwardly.
"Does he take you out to a romantic dining hall for a meal on Valentineās Day, buy you the freshest flowers, and prepare a big surprise gift? Does he call you every day to say good night? Does he call to wake you up in the morning?" Quincy Forest continued to inquire.
Jane Sampson shook her head repeatedly, feeling creepy at the thought of James Black doing any of these things one day.
"Does he do everything you say? Buy you the food you like? Buy you the jewelry and clothes you like? Does he hold you and call you his treasured little cutie?"
No, no, no.
Jane Sampson answered with several noās in her mind.
James Black only ever argued with her. The potato chips and ice cream she liked to eat, he wouldnāt let her have.
As for the jewelry and clothes she liked?
James Black hardly cared about what jewelry she wore; however, he would occasionally pay attention to her clothes.
Too short, not allowed to wear; too revealing, not allowed to wear.
And as for terms of endearment like treasure and cutie, Jane Sampson didnāt even dare to think about them. Sheād bet that James Black couldnāt say such syrupy words in a lifetime.
"So, with all that, isnāt it distressing to be married to him?" Quincy Forest shrugged, "The key point is, heās a guard. I heard from my brother that most of the time heās with the guard team, and canāt even come home twice a year. Married or not, whatās the difference to you?"