Don't Fall For Me, CEO-Chapter 1141: She Acted Cute

Richard Donovan saw the door slam shut and already knew what Laura Quinn meant.

Even though she had previously conveyed through July Quinn that they would not meet again in this lifetime, facing this reality still hit him hard.

He couldn’t even remember how he got back to the car.

It seemed like he stumbled, almost falling, and was helped into the car by Kyle Keaton.

But how he got into the car didn’t matter to him anymore.

After getting into the car, Richard Donovan kept his eyes closed, the sadness spreading throughout the vehicle.

"Richard, why don’t I talk to Laura and explain?" Elder Donovan couldn’t bear seeing Richard so upset; even his voice grew hoarse.

In fact, when Richard Donovan and Jenna Sawyer got married, he also bore some responsibility.

If he could take on part of that blame, maybe Laura Quinn would forgive Richard Donovan, who knows.

But Richard Donovan’s response was, "There’s no need."

"But..."

"No buts."

Richard Donovan knew exactly what Laura Quinn meant.

In the first half of his life, he had already wronged Laura Quinn, so in the second half, he could only live according to her wishes as much as possible.

"Take us back."

Kyle Keaton: "..."

He actually wanted to go in and eat roast turkey.

But now, with an order from his father-in-law, Kyle Keaton could only comply.

*

Meanwhile, in The Quinn Manor—

The dining table was set with the roast turkey Laura Quinn had just prepared. She watched as July Quinn and Victor Hawthorne enjoyed their meal.

"Kids, how’s the taste of the roast turkey?"

"It’s fantastic, Grandma!"

Victor Hawthorne was quite the social butterfly, especially quick to call her Grandma.

"Kid, can you tell me why you call me Grandma? I think it’s a bit much for someone my age to be your Grandma."

A boy about the same age as her child calling her Grandma from the moment he walked in, Laura Quinn was truly baffled.

"I acknowledged July as my Dad, so wouldn’t you be my Grandma?"

"Huh? Can you tell me why you’d want to be my baby’s son?"

"She treats me better than my own parents do, so of course I’d acknowledge her as my Dad."

Laura Quinn spread her hands helplessly, indicating that she really couldn’t understand the mindset of young people today.

So she simply cut a drumstick and shoved it into Victor Hawthorne’s mouth, "Alright, enjoy your turkey, young man!"

Having dealt with this noisy fellow, Laura Quinn then turned to July Quinn.

"Baby, why have you stopped eating? Is it because my cooking isn’t good?"

July Quinn, apart from having a few bites of the roast turkey at the start, spent the rest of her time spacing out.

"Mom, aren’t you mad at me?"

She had brought Richard Donovan and the others to the door, and her mother surely guessed her intentions.

Yet Laura Quinn hadn’t uttered a single word of reproach, which surprisingly made her feel uneasy inside.

"Baby, I know you did it for my sake, so I don’t blame you at all. It’s just that I no longer want to deal with matters of love, so don’t try to bring people to me again, okay?"

Laura Quinn gently stroked July Quinn’s hair, speaking softly and without a hint of anger at July Quinn’s intentions.

This hit July Quinn right in the feelings, and she couldn’t help but hug Laura’s waist, "Mom, you’re so kind. Even when I mess up, you never blame me."

"Why would I blame you? I can’t even finish loving you!" Laura Quinn couldn’t help but laugh at the way July cuddled up to her.

If Laura Quinn was laughing, there was no need to mention Victor Hawthorne.

"Oh my gosh, what am I seeing? My Dad is actually acting all cute."

"Is it that surprising for July to act cute?"

"Of course. Grandma, you don’t know; my Dad’s public image is like a bulldozer of a steel-willed woman. Previously..."

Victor Hawthorne told Laura Quinn about how July Quinn and he got into a scuffle the first time they met and how they eventually became friends.

Aside from the unexpected encounter with Richard Donovan, hearing about her daughter’s past adventures made this a very happy day for Laura Quinn.