The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

Chapter 139 Prelude to the plot

David looked up at Mrs. Linderman who was standing by the pool with a pale and innocent face and

said sadly, “Aunt Maple, I took you advice and forced myself on Joey. I actually didn’t want to do

anything against her wishes. It turns out I’ve overreached myself. I’m afraid she will never talk to me

again.”

Indeed, it was Mrs. Linderman’s idea to “sleep with her before marriage registration”. But she didn’t

think there was anything wrong with it. She said again, “I did it for you. Take a look at yourself. You’re

fat and not handsome. How could Joey possibly like you? So you have to get her into your bed first if

you want to marry her.”

David frowned, “Now I’ve gone too far. I would have gotten myself killed without the swimming pool.”

Mrs. Linderman thought for a moment and said, “Tell me one thing, do you want to marry Joey or not?”

“Of course I do.” David answered without any hesitation.

“All right. Then leave your front door open tonight. You can wait in your bedroom. I’ll find a way to send

her to you.”

Mrs. Linderman was determined. She turned around and left.

David was left stunned in the water. He couldn't understand why she was so confident, but…he would

leave the door open tonight as he was told to.

It was a starry night.

The village was particularly quiet at night. Frogs were croaking. The moonlit night was even quieter

against such noise.

Mr. Linderman took off his coat and went to bed. Mrs. Linderman gave him a nudge, “Honey, you

haven't drunk the water yet.”

Mr. Linderman had had the habit of drinking some water to moisten his lips before going to bed every

night.

Mr. Linderman gave her a questioning look. She had always scolded him for it every time because she

thought it would wake her up in the middle of the night. But tonight…

Mrs. Linderman had a guilty conscience when her husband stared at her this way. She handed the

glass of water to him, pretending to be indifferent, “I just thought you might be wake up from thirst in

midnight and have to go to the bathroom again. Drink it and go to sleep.”

Mr. Linderman didn’t go any deeper. He took the glass of water and took a sip, and…fell into a deep

sleep in less than a minute. Mrs. Linderman smirked. She gave him a few hard pushes to make sure he

was irresponsive. She quickly got off the bed and got dressed. Then she fetched a bowl of herbal soup

she had long prepared for from the kitchen and knocked on Joey’s bedroom door.

Joey had been curling up in bed with her arms around her knees, weeping.

She had missed him terribly.

She missed his eyes, his face, his gentleness, his sweetness and everything else about him. Her heart

ached from missing him so much. She had no idea that her face was now wet with tears.

Joey suddenly looked up in surprise when the door was knocked. As startled as she had been, she

asked nervously, “Who is it?”

“It’s your mother.” Mrs. Linderman’s voice sounded particularly kind and loving.

Joey hesitated for a moment, but finally opened the door for her.

Mrs. Linderman walked in with a bowl of herbal soup in her hands and a big smile on her face, “I knew

you were scared today at David’s home. The soup could sooth your nerves. Why don’t you drink it?”

“Mom, you…”

Joey was surprised again. As far she could remember, Mrs. Linderman had never been so nice to her.

“It’ not bitter. It tastes a little sweet. Not bad at all.” Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Mrs. Linderman put the bowl of soup into Joey’s hands, trying to persuade her to drink the soup.

Joey looked at her mother who had turned into a very different person blankly. She had doubts, but her

mother was looking at her eagerly, so she thought she’d better accept it. She closed her eyes and

drank up the bowl of herbal soup at a breath.

Joey trusted her mother at the moment, so she decided to drink it without doubt. As a daughter, she

didn’t believe that a mother would ever drug her own daughter.

When Joey finished it, Mrs. Linderman’s smile became even more loving. She chatted with Joey for a

moment and left the room with an empty bowl.

Joey rubbed her temples, a little confused. Her mother was really weird today.

After a while, when Joey was ready to turn off the light to go to bed, there came a sound of something

breaking from outside.