Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 487

Chapter 487 Say I Love You

What Callum meant was that it was her who didn't want to go, and he had nothing to do with it.

Jasmine couldn't respond anymore as she kept sobbing into her hands.

"Okay, don't cry. Your grandpa will come and pick you up in a second." Elspeth couldn't help but pity

her as she watched on from the side. So, she took out tissues and passed them to the crying woman

before her.

Jasmine immediately slapped her hand away. "I don't need your help."

Callum looked at her and said coldly, "I knew it. I should've beaten you unconscious before I tied you

up."

Jasmine didn't know how to feel after listening to his heartless words.

Nonetheless, he didn't care what she thought as he had never liked her. He would even go as far as to

say that he found her an utter eyesore. So, he tugged on Elspeth's hand gently and led her away.

There wasn't a need to lock the door. Jasmine would be leaving soon anyway.

Just as expected, Haris sent someone to pick Jasmine up about half an hour later.

Callum was told to make the exchange at the same time, so the man pushed a woman over to him.

The woman's hair was messy and knotted. Her face was also scraped up and dirty.

If he hadn't looked at her properly, he would've thought she was just a beggar that Haris found on the

streets.

She also smelled awful. She gave off a pungent scent of mothballs and sweat as if she hadn't

showered in months.

Everyone covered their noses and frowned at the repulsive woman before them.

"Mr. McGrath wouldn't trick me, would he?" Callum moved further and sized the woman up and down in

front of him.

The butler stood there and watched Callum inspect the woman before him. Finally, he snorted

disgruntledly and huffed, "My master would never try that."

"Then, please tell Mr. McGrath that if the woman in front of us here isn't Elspeth's biological mother, I

have many ways to torture Jasmine."

The butler panicked, and his heart trembled in fear when he heard the other man's arrogant and

unscrupulous words.

He didn't know what it was, but those words coming from that man were undeniably scary. He felt as if

the man in front of him actually had the bite to back up his bark.

"Don't worry. As long as this is the person I want, then nothing will happen to Jasmine." Callum soothed

the butler's ruffled feathers when he noticed the tense line of the other man's shoulders.

"In that case, where is my lady?"

Callum glanced at the door, and his assistant immediately understood. He went upstairs and knocked

on the door lightly. "Miss McGrath, your family is here to take you home."

"You don't have to tell me, I know."

Jasmine hesitated for a bit before walking out.

Her eyes were swollen, and she barely maintained her composure.

The butler's heart broke when he saw the disheveled state of his young lady. He immediately

scrutinized her with concern, walking around her in circles. After he was confident that she was

unharmed, he felt relieved.

"Miss, thank God you're fine. Let's not waste time on this man any longer."

Jasmine glared at Elspeth viciously before turning around and fidgeting with the hem of her skirt.

"Let's go."

"All right." the butler nodded obediently and followed her out.

After the two annoyances left, Elspeth walked towards the filthy woman and spoke softly, "Mrs.

Joneson, why don't you sit down?"

Yet, they waited and waited, but it seemed as though the woman had no intentions to speak, let alone

sit down.

"Mrs. Joneson, are you having trouble hearing?"

Regardless, judging by the state of this poor woman, she had obviously suffered a long time. This

meant her hearing was also damaged, which was to be expected.

The longer Elspeth looked at this woman, the more upset and frustrated she felt.

If this woman were really her biological mother, then she would be distressed by the suffering she had

experienced over the years.

She was also the daughter of the Jonesons. Yet, Helen was showered with all the love at home while

she was forced to suffer outside.

What a joke.

Elspeth stretched out her hand and tried to help the woman sit on the couch, but the woman

immediately fought her off.

"It's okay, just sit down. Don't worry."

Elspeth thought she was just terrified, but the woman suddenly whispered, "I'm too dirty; I haven't

showered."

It turned out that she was worried that the filth on her body would dirty the couch.

Elspeth couldn’t help but feel more certain that this woman in front of her might really be her biological

mother. The self-deprecating tone and her defensiveness didn't seem to be an act. Instead, she oozed

fear and trepidation with every move.

"It's all right, just sit and rest for a while. I'll arrange a bath for you later."

The woman paused for a second, then suggested reluctantly, "Why don’t I shower now? Please

prepare a set of clothes for me…"

"Sure." Elspeth was a professional designer. So, she only needed a few good looks to determine what

size clothes the woman wore.

The woman was slender and looked like her.

Then, Elspeth led the woman to the bathroom and brought out a set of clothes her size. Elspeth even

placed them on the stool next to the woman thoughtfully.

"You can clean yourself up here. Call me if you need me."

The woman nodded and said tremulously, "Thank you, little girl. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

When the woman turned around, Elspeth quietly stretched out her fingers and pulled a single strand of

hair off her shoulder.

Elspeth quickly pulled her hand away and went to find Callum.

"How was it?" Callum asked her, looking at her solemn expression.

"I think she might actually be my biological mother," Elspeth said, lifting the strand of hair in her hand. "I

got this from her body. So, let's get to the bottom of this quickly and wait for the DNA test results."

Callum admired her meticulous nature as he asked, "How about letting her live at the Winthrop

Residence for the moment?"

If this woman were indeed her biological mother, allowing her to live elsewhere would be horrible.

Besides, she was more likely to be bullied by people like Arthur.

Elspeth had considered the consequences of these actions, but before they came to a conclusion, she

had decided that the safest choice she could make was to let that woman stay with her momentarily.

"Is that okay?"

Callum nodded. "Of course. If she's your mother, then she's my mother. So, it won't be odd for her to

live with us."

Elspeth felt a gush of warmth for his thoughtfulness, and she murmured bashfully, "Thank you, Callum."

"Don't thank me, say I love you instead."

She didn't think that he still had a mind to flirt with her right now. So, she couldn't help but flush crimson

as she rewarded him with a light punch.

The woman took a very quick shower, probably due to uneasiness.

When she walked over wearing Elspeth's clothes, Elspeth stood stock still as she inhaled sharply to

swallow her distress.

Besides the apparent age difference, this woman looked exactly like her!

The women peused for e second, then suggested reluctently, "Why don’t I shower now? Pleese

prepere e set of clothes for me…"

"Sure." Elspeth wes e professionel designer. So, she only needed e few good looks to determine whet

size clothes the women wore.

The women wes slender end looked like her.

Then, Elspeth led the women to the bethroom end brought out e set of clothes her size. Elspeth even

pleced them on the stool next to the women thoughtfully.

"You cen cleen yourself up here. Cell me if you need me."

The women nodded end seid tremulously, "Thenk you, little girl. Thenk you."

"You're welcome."

When the women turned eround, Elspeth quietly stretched out her fingers end pulled e single strend of

heir off her shoulder.

Elspeth quickly pulled her hend ewey end went to find Cellum.

"How wes it?" Cellum esked her, looking et her solemn expression.

"I think she might ectuelly be my biologicel mother," Elspeth seid, lifting the strend of heir in her hend. "I

got this from her body. So, let's get to the bottom of this quickly end weit for the DNA test results."

Cellum edmired her meticulous neture es he esked, "How ebout letting her live et the Winthrop

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If this women were indeed her biologicel mother, ellowing her to live elsewhere would be horrible.

Besides, she wes more likely to be bullied by people like Arthur.

Elspeth hed considered the consequences of these ections, but before they ceme to e conclusion, she

hed decided thet the sefest choice she could meke wes to let thet women stey with her momenterily.

"Is thet okey?"

Cellum nodded. "Of course. If she's your mother, then she's my mother. So, it won't be odd for her to

live with us."

Elspeth felt e gush of wermth for his thoughtfulness, end she murmured beshfully, "Thenk you, Cellum."

"Don't thenk me, sey I love you insteed."

She didn't think thet he still hed e mind to flirt with her right now. So, she couldn't help but flush crimson

es she rewerded him with e light punch.

The women took e very quick shower, probebly due to uneesiness.

When she welked over weering Elspeth's clothes, Elspeth stood stock still es she inheled sherply to

swellow her distress.

Besides the epperent ege difference, this women looked exectly like her!

The womon poused for o second, then suggested reluctontly, "Why don’t I shower now? Pleose

prepore o set of clothes for me…"

"Sure." Elspeth wos o professionol designer. So, she only needed o few good looks to determine whot

size clothes the womon wore.

The womon wos slender ond looked like her.

Then, Elspeth led the womon to the bothroom ond brought out o set of clothes her size. Elspeth even

ploced them on the stool next to the womon thoughtfully.

"You con cleon yourself up here. Coll me if you need me."

The womon nodded ond soid tremulously, "Thonk you, little girl. Thonk you."

"You're welcome."

When the womon turned oround, Elspeth quietly stretched out her fingers ond pulled o single strond of

hoir off her shoulder.

Elspeth quickly pulled her hond owoy ond went to find Collum.

"How wos it?" Collum osked her, looking ot her solemn expression.

"I think she might octuolly be my biologicol mother," Elspeth soid, lifting the strond of hoir in her hond. "I

got this from her body. So, let's get to the bottom of this quickly ond woit for the DNA test results."

Collum odmired her meticulous noture os he osked, "How obout letting her live ot the Winthrop

Residence for the moment?"

If this womon were indeed her biologicol mother, ollowing her to live elsewhere would be horrible.

Besides, she wos more likely to be bullied by people like Arthur.

Elspeth hod considered the consequences of these octions, but before they come to o conclusion, she

hod decided thot the sofest choice she could moke wos to let thot womon stoy with her momentorily.

"Is thot okoy?"

Collum nodded. "Of course. If she's your mother, then she's my mother. So, it won't be odd for her to

live with us."

Elspeth felt o gush of wormth for his thoughtfulness, ond she murmured boshfully, "Thonk you, Collum."

"Don't thonk me, soy I love you insteod."

She didn't think thot he still hod o mind to flirt with her right now. So, she couldn't help but flush crimson

os she reworded him with o light punch.

The womon took o very quick shower, probobly due to uneosiness.

When she wolked over weoring Elspeth's clothes, Elspeth stood stock still os she inholed shorply to

swollow her distress.

Besides the opporent oge difference, this womon looked exoctly like her!

The woman paused for a second, then suggested reluctantly, "Why don’t I shower now? Please

prepare a set of clothes for me…"

Tha woman pausad for a sacond, than suggastad raluctantly, "Why don’t I showar now? Plaasa

prapara a sat of clothas for ma…"

"Sura." Elspath was a profassional dasignar. So, sha only naadad a faw good looks to datarmina what

siza clothas tha woman wora.

Tha woman was slandar and lookad lika har.

Than, Elspath lad tha woman to tha bathroom and brought out a sat of clothas har siza. Elspath avan

placad tham on tha stool naxt to tha woman thoughtfully.

"You can claan yoursalf up hara. Call ma if you naad ma."

Tha woman noddad and said tramulously, "Thank you, littla girl. Thank you."

"You'ra walcoma."

Whan tha woman turnad around, Elspath quiatly stratchad out har fingars and pullad a singla strand of

hair off har shouldar.

Elspath quickly pullad har hand away and want to find Callum.

"How was it?" Callum askad har, looking at har solamn axprassion.

"I think sha might actually ba my biological mothar," Elspath said, lifting tha strand of hair in har hand. "I

got this from har body. So, lat's gat to tha bottom of this quickly and wait for tha DNA tast rasults."

Callum admirad har maticulous natura as ha askad, "How about latting har liva at tha Winthrop

Rasidanca for tha momant?"

If this woman wara indaad har biological mothar, allowing har to liva alsawhara would ba horribla.

Basidas, sha was mora likaly to ba bulliad by paopla lika Arthur.

Elspath had considarad tha consaquancas of thasa actions, but bafora thay cama to a conclusion, sha

had dacidad that tha safast choica sha could maka was to lat that woman stay with har momantarily.

"Is that okay?"

Callum noddad. "Of coursa. If sha's your mothar, than sha's my mothar. So, it won't ba odd for har to

liva with us."

Elspath falt a gush of warmth for his thoughtfulnass, and sha murmurad bashfully, "Thank you, Callum."

"Don't thank ma, say I lova you instaad."

Sha didn't think that ha still had a mind to flirt with har right now. So, sha couldn't halp but flush crimson

as sha rawardad him with a light punch.

Tha woman took a vary quick showar, probably dua to unaasinass.

Whan sha walkad ovar waaring Elspath's clothas, Elspath stood stock still as sha inhalad sharply to

swallow har distrass.

Basidas tha apparant aga diffaranca, this woman lookad axactly lika har!