Chapter 382: Worth of a Painting

Cecile's mother let out a sigh before she pinched the nose between her eyes. She couldn't believe what she was saying and the blood on her daughter's mouth was visible even for normal people with sore eyes. She lightly opened her eyes before trying to take it in. She knew her daughter was not joking from those auburn eyes of her. She was not the type to act like a kid either.

Cecile slightly chuckled as she saw her mother's opinion. She knew the news would surprise even her. There was no way that she could have come prepared for the words that casually came out of her own daughter. 

"Mother? Are you okay?" asked Cecile with a hinge of a grin. 

"To be honest, I don't know. I don't know if I'm supposed to be happy or sad or euphoria-like or depressed. This is all too sudden and those emotions came crashing in my mind."

"Hahaha, don't worry mother, as long as you agree that he is my husband then everything would be fine."