Love at First Sight? Mr. Harrison Has Been Scheming All Along-Chapter 103: That Old Bastard Wouldn’t Even Spare a Child
Rory Linden hadn’t expected Miles Harrison to have mentioned their relationship to Auntie Vincent.
She feigned surprise, her mouth opening slightly. She hesitated before saying, "He must have... told you a long time ago, right?"
"Not that long ago. Maybe... a year or two."
Auntie Vincent had been over forty when she left the Harrington Family.
Now she was in her fifties.
A year or two wasn’t a long time for her.
"Young Master Harrison and I were together, but we’ve broken up now."
A corner of Rory Linden’s mouth twitched, as if it took a great effort to manage a smile.
As soon as she finished speaking, she bent down and picked up the things she had brought. "Auntie Vincent, I studied medicine in college. It’s a perfect chance for me to take a look and see how your health is doing."
"Alright, alright."
Auntie Vincent could tell that Rory Linden didn’t want to talk about it.
Having been with the Harrington Family for so many years, she was all too familiar with Rory Linden and the family’s situation.
It wasn’t surprising that the two of them had gotten together.
And it wasn’t surprising that they had broken up.
But she was just a nanny; it wasn’t her place to meddle in her employer’s affairs.
Rory Linden took out the items she had prepared from her bag.
She took the older woman’s blood pressure, checked her heart, and finally used a glucose meter to test her blood sugar.
Once she was done with everything, Rory Linden said, "Everything is normal. Just keep taking your blood pressure medication on schedule."
She placed the glucose meter on the table. "Auntie Vincent, I’ll leave this glucose meter for you. Remember to test again tomorrow before breakfast. A pre-meal blood sugar level below 7.8 is normal. After that, just check it periodically. If there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to contact me anytime."
"Okay, okay, thank you."
Auntie Vincent couldn’t hide her delight.
"This is fish oil and these are calcium tablets." Rory Linden brought over the things she’d bought. "They’re all supplements from reputable companies, so they’re very safe. You shouldn’t just buy these things anywhere. Getting a bad brand can actually be harmful to your health."
"It’s not easy for you young people to make money. You don’t need to buy these things."
Auntie Vincent refused.
"I’ve already bought them, and I can’t return them."
Rory Linden sat down, unwrapped the packaging, took out a pen and some sticky notes, and carefully wrote down the dosage instructions for each supplement before sticking the notes onto the bottles.
She placed the bottles next to the television. "There. From now on, just take them according to these dosages every day. When you run out, I’ll bring you more."
"No, you don’t have to. I can buy them myself."
"Auntie Vincent, please don’t refuse me." Rory Linden turned around, her expression sincere. "You know my situation. I have no parents now. You and my mother were close, so I want to do something nice for you. It’s a way for me to feel connected, in a way."
As she said this, Rory Linden felt a pang of guilt.
She knew about Auntie Vincent’s situation.
Unlike her mother, Auntie Vincent had started working for the Harrington Family in her twenties and was in her forties when she left.
During those years, she lived and ate at the Harrington estate, and her job was to take care of Miles Harrison. She never married, let alone had children.
She had probably planned on retiring with the Harrington Family.
But unexpectedly, the Harrington Family dismissed her after Miles Harrison graduated from elementary school.
At forty-something, she might still have been able to marry, but it was nearly impossible to have children.
Rory Linden had been observing the room’s decor ever since she came in.
After all, Auntie Vincent had been a nanny, so her home was clean and tidy.
On the cabinets and tables, there were almost no superfluous decorations.
There were no photos with other people.
The daily necessities were also all portions for one person.
It seemed Auntie Vincent had been living alone ever since she left the Harrington Family.
She was using this fact to get closer to Auntie Vincent, hoping she would reveal some of the things she knew.
Only then did Auntie Vincent turn around, wash a cup in the kitchen, and pour a glass of warm water. "Have some water."
Seeing the older woman walk out of the kitchen, Rory Linden immediately went to meet her and take the cup.
Auntie Vincent studied Rory Linden for a moment before asking, "If you don’t mind, why don’t you stay for lunch?"
"I don’t mind at all!"
Rory Linden responded at once.
"Then wait here for me. I’m going to buy groceries."
"I’ll go with you. I can help you carry things."
Rory Linden took a sip of water, set the cup down, and looked ready to head out with the older woman at a moment’s notice.
Auntie Vincent didn’t refuse.
The two of them went to the produce market at the entrance of the residential complex.
Rory Linden took the initiative to buy meat for the older woman, having the butcher cut some of it up and have some of it ground, and also bought fish fillets and chicken breasts.
She also bought fruits and vegetables.
They bought so much that it wouldn’t all fit in the small cart Auntie Vincent had brought, leaving Rory Linden’s hands completely full with bags.
On the way back, Auntie Vincent said over and over, "When we get back, add up how much it was. I’ll transfer the money to you." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
"Don’t worry about it," Rory Linden said with a smile. "I’m earning money now. It’s a shame my mom passed away so early and I can’t spend it on her. It makes me happy to be able to spend it on you."
The walk wasn’t long.
Auntie Vincent was silent the whole way.
Back at the apartment, Rory Linden again took the initiative to help the older woman with the prep work.
Once the food was served, she took one bite and immediately turned into a one-woman praise parade: "Delicious! I haven’t had your cooking in so long. It’s just as good as I remember."
In front of Auntie Vincent, Rory Linden ate heartily.
She finished one bowl of rice and went to get another.
In reality, she didn’t have that big of an appetite; she was just forcing herself to eat so much to make the older woman happy.
By the time she finished the second bowl of rice, she felt like the food was already up to her throat.
One more bite and she would throw up.
Even so, she still wore an unsatisfied expression and admitted frankly, "I really wish I could eat more, but my stomach is completely full."
"It’s alright, it’s alright. From now on, whenever you want a home-cooked meal, just come over and I’ll make it for you."
Auntie Vincent watched Rory Linden eat, her own expression full of satisfaction.
Rory Linden swallowed her last bite of food and sighed. "Sigh... I remember my mom was a great cook, too. If only she were still alive..."
This sentence stirred Auntie Vincent’s memories.
She looked at Rory Linden’s face and also sighed. "Yes, your mother was a truly good person. A hard worker, a quick learner, and she never complained about any problems she faced."
"Really?" Rory Linden propped her chin on one hand. "Auntie, can you tell me more about my mom? Anything at all."
Only then did Auntie Vincent begin to speak.
Little by little, she recounted the things she remembered.
Most of it was trivial matters.
But...
As she spoke, the older woman sighed. "Quinn Linden was good at everything, but she had a terrible fate. Her mistake was being too beautiful. A child from a poor family shouldn’t have been so beautiful."
"Why?" Rory Linden asked immediately. "My mother was just a nanny, and she was already married back then. What does being beautiful or not have to do with anything?"
"Sigh."
Auntie Vincent clearly didn’t want to say more.
Rory Linden said deliberately, "My mother’s life was hard, but I’m so glad she came to the Harrington Family. Even though Young Master Harrison and I broke up, I still think the Harringtons are all good people, especially Old Mr. Harrison. If he hadn’t agreed to let my mother bring me with her back then, my father would have definitely sold me."
"Old Mr. Harrison? Victor Harrison?!" Auntie Vincent sneered. "What’s so good about that old bastard!"
Victor Harrison was Sean Harrison’s father.
Rory Linden immediately asked, "Grandpa Harrison wasn’t a good person? I rarely saw him, but on the few occasions I did, he was always very nice to me. He even gave me spending money."
"..."
"Also, he used to say things like he hoped I’d grow up quickly."
Rory Linden had just made that up.
Victor Harrison was already dead. No one would be able to verify that statement.
Auntie Vincent froze for a second, her expression immediately filling with hatred. "That old bastard! What he did to Quinn Linden was one thing, but to not even spare a child!"
