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   Chapter 30 Love Only One Woman

Remedy For Love By Candy Characters: 9622

Updated: 2020-02-10 00:22

"Grandma, I have an interview this morning. If there's nothing else after that, I'll come back early. Where do you want to go?" Poppi asked, smiling. "You seldom go down the mountain. Let me show you around. Where do you want to go?"

"Let's go somewhere fun!" Almost childlike, the old lady looked up at her and said, "Let's go find something interesting."

"Okay, let's do as Grandma said! We'll make some plans and go somewhere fun," Poppi said excitedly.

"What about Malcolm?" The old lady turned to her grandson, curling her lips. "I'm worried to go out with the little turtle alone."

"Grandma, I will keep you safe. By the way… your grandson has been so busy…"

"The release of the latest SG phone began today and the first batch of products was already sold out at three in the morning…"

In the background, the early morning news began playing on the TV. When they heard announcements on the SG Group, everyone began watching it unconsciously.

Poppi was speechless. Was he actually going to dominate the mobile phone market, she wondered? He was awesome. Just as she was about to congratulate him, the TV screen and the voice coming out of it drew in her attention. She couldn't say anything more, then.

"And last night, a reporter found Mr. Malcolm holding hands with a woman in Era Square…"

Several blurry pictures then flashed on the screen—they showed man and woman walking side by side, both smiling. The man looked exactly like Malcolm. Even in the blurry images, Poppi and his grandma recognized him in a second.

"Is that you?" His grandma's face darkened in an instant, turning to Malcolm.

"Yes," he nodded slowly.

Poppi remained speechless, blinking as she waited for his next words. In the next second, just as he was about to use his chopsticks to pick up some food, his grandma reached over across the table to slap his hand.

"Tell me! What happened?" she demanded in her anger.

Malcolm merely looked back at her calmly and said, "Grandma, the news is exaggerating. I just had a cup of coffee with her last night."

"Coffee? Coffee?!" She was absolutely furious as she raised her voice and snapped, "You said you had something important to do last night. But you went out for a cup of coffee? You… Kahk… kahk…" She was so livid—she couldn't stop herself from coughing.

"Grandma! Are you alright, grandma?" Even Poppi was shocked.

"How are you feeling? Cora, get the doctor!"

"Yes, sir."

"Don't touch me!" Her grandmother pouted, pushing Malcolm's hand away. "Nothing good has ever come out of your family! The men are the worst of it! Don't touch me! Kahk.. kahk…"

All of a sudden, Malcolm's hand stopped midair.

Not knowing what to do, Poppi tried to comfort her, "Grandma, please don't be angry! How could Malcolm do such a thing… Their company's mobile phones were being sold today. He just took the opportunity to get on the headlines and promote their phones!" As she poured the old lady a glass of water, she continued, "Grandma, here. Drink some water first."

"I won't drink that." She refused, turning her head away. Never would she accept her grandson sleeping with another woman. She was especially disgusted with such male behavior.

"Grandma, I'm fine. Malcolm told me last night when he came back." Poppi couldn't help but throw a wink Malcolm's way.

But Malcolm turned a deaf ear to it—he was still angry. If it wasn't for Poppi, he wouldn't have wanted to go out for a walk, and he wouldn't have ended up angering his grandma.

The old lady turned around, looking at Poppi. "And you, you're a fool! You two will annoy me to death sooner or later! You can't ever spoil a man. Do you really want to make the mistakes I made before? … Kahk… kahk… kahk…"

"Sir, madams, here comes the doctor."

But the old lady didn't even look at them. Instead, she asked Poppi directly, "Did you ask him about last night? Tell me, who's that woman on TV? What's her name?"

"What?" Embarrassed, Poppi looked at Malcolm, waving her hand. "Grandma, that woman doesn't even exist to me and I don't even care about the name."

"Ahem!" The lady stood abruptly, her face red with anger. Through gritted teeth, she scolded, "You are even more stupid than the young me!"

Taking a step forward, Malcolm tried to calm her down. "Grandma, please trust me."

The old lady only sneered. "I heard the same sentence 50 years ago! If I didn't trust him, I wouldn't have ended up like this!" She then had Cora come over to her and help her up the stairs. "You two, go to work and get out of my sight! I can feel my blood pressure rising. Malcolm, if you and that woman had anything last night, you'd better not call me grandma anymore! Kahk…"

And with a slam of the door, she left.

In the living room stood Poppi and Malco

lm, looking at each other wide-eyed and speechless.

The latter waved the episode away and let the doctor follow his grandma.

"I'm sorry, Malcolm." With that, the two were left alone in the room. Suddenly, Poppi apologized, "You allowed me to find a boyfriend, so of course you can go out for a date…But Grandma misunderstood." Looking up at Malcolm, Poppi smiled bitterly. "Sure enough, playing the role of your wife is stressful!"

At that, Malcolm's heart trembled a little. He felt his body stiffen as he turned to Poppi. "Well, don't you want to be my wife?"

"Can I… Can I refuse?" Poppi asked.

"No way." The way she asked him made his face turn cold in an instant. Rather harshly, he snapped, 'I set the rules of the game. I say when it starts and when it ends."

Bowing her head, Poppi sighed as her lashes flickered—something weighed heavily on her mind. In the next second, she put on a bright, charming smile and said to him, "Then let's not end it. Being your wife means a comfortable life where I can do what I want. Even if you want to drive me away, I'll cling to you!"

"Then, be a good wife." He continued piercing her with his dark eyes.

"Can I have a request?" Poppi raised her brows.

"What is it?" Spitting these words out, Malcolm stood before Poppi, tall and slender, and rather dashing.

"I don't want that kind of thing to happen again. You maybe feel a little aggrieved, but you don't want to make Grandma angry, do you? She has a cold and hasn't been feeling well lately. She was really angry. Alas…"

Malcolm didn't reply.

The fact that Carl Quan had abandoned his grandma years ago had always been a thorn in his grandmother's heart. From an early age, his grandmother planted the idea that a couple should love each other for a lifetime. His father had quite an intimate relationship with his mother. Having seen all this, Malcolm was even more cautious about it. He always reminded himself he was sure to love only one person all his life.

He had no desire to go noticed by the public, nor did he have any need for it. This time was an accident.

Poppi had her eyes on Malcolm who remained silent. Just as she was about to say something, he came back to his senses in an instant, his lips twitching. "I have my own discretions."

"OK," Poppi nodded. In the past three years, she had known clearly that he was someone who kept his word.

Duh duh duh

It was a while before they heard footsteps from upstairs. Cora headed down with the doctor.

"How's it going?" They greeted the doctor immediately.

But all he did was bow slightly before updating them, "She's caught a cold and has already taken medicine. But when I tested her blood pressure, it came out a little too dangerously high. You'd better stay obedient so as to keep her stable."

"Can we go upstairs to her now?"

"She's already in bed."

"I see…" Disappointed, Poppi glanced at Malcolm with concern.

"Cora," he started. "You take care of Grandma first. We're going to work now. Just call me if you need anything. I'll spare some time from the company to be with Grandma in the afternoon."

As she stood next to them, Poppi couldn't help but nod her head, admiring Malcolm. She looked up to find him looking at her rather grimly. Almost subconsciously, she asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"You can stay at home with Grandma this afternoon." Malcolm's orders always forbade her to refuse.

"I..." Her jaw going slack, Poppi said, "Okay, okay. The interview is over for the morning so I can slip away this afternoon." Checking her watch, she said, "Now that Grandma is resting, can I head to the company first? Hugh… The client is still waiting."

"Let's go together." And so he walked out of the house with Poppi.

For the first time, Malcolm personally drove Poppi to her company. Surprisingly, Poppi felt flattered sitting in the passenger seat. "Mr. Malcolm, I'm so sorry that you have to drive me to work yourself."

"You can get off here." Anger grew within Poppi, so much so that she was already nearly grinding her teeth.

"Haha… We just left the house. If I get off here, I'm afraid I'll be late," she said stiffly. Her smile was dry, but she managed to end the conversation naturally. When she pulled out her phone to check the time, she was yelped in surprise. Her phone had changed. It seemed like the icons had changed, and Hugh's picture… "What happened to my screen picture?" After looking through her phone for quite a while, she couldn't seem to find Hugh's picture. In the end, she figured she had to ask Malcolm. "Mr. Malcolm, is there a bug in your company's cellphone?"

"What?" he asked, glancing at it. "Hugh's photo is missing?"

"How did you know?"

"His photo used to fill the entire screen. Of course I know."

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