My Most Precious Wife
Chapter 260 Everything Was Changed

This was the first time Emily had entered the Jackson family since the matriarch's accident.

Because Mr. Jackson had once said that it was just an accident.

Therefore, even though the servant was a little surprised to see Emily, her appearance did not cause much noise.

Sarah first took her to the backyard and took a sightseeing bus to the place where they could have a view of the flowers and rockeries.

The lake was completely filled up, with flowers, plants, and trees growing on it. They were all newly planted.

It would still take years for them to be lush. The scenery was quite different from what it had been.

Everything was changed.

"Well, I brought you here. Shouldn't you come with me to see Manson?"

Worried about her son, Sarah wished that Emily would go immediately.

Emily's gaze was retracted from the site of the pond, and her tightly clenched fingers loosened. "Alright," she said indifferently.

The sightseeing bus turned around and headed towards the Tamron Pavilion where Manson lived.

Manson had indeed been drinking heavily these days, and Sarah let him go because Mr. Jackson was not at home these days.

"Where's Manson?" Sarah asked as she walked in.

The maid immediately replied, "In the room."

Sarah glanced at Emily and took the lead upstairs.

Emily ignored the surprised gaze of the maid and followed behind her.

Sarah went upstairs and pushed open Manson's door.

The moment she opened the door, the smell of alcohol rushed into his nose, causing everyone to feel slightly drunk.

To say that Manson was drunk for her, Emily did not believe it.

For someone like Manson, women were no different from clothes.

He only missed it when he couldn't get it.

Sarah walked in and saw him lying on the bed.

In these days, even the maid did not dare to approach him.

He was either drinking or sleeping, and when he woke up, he continued drinking.

He was completely decadent!

Everyone thought that Manson was so dispirited that he didn't go to the company because Hunter had been appointed CEO. Chances were that the news had already spread out. Although Mr. Jackson was not at home, he must know about it.

Sarah felt a little helpless and walked over, wanting to take the wine bottle from Manson's hand.

Unexpectedly, he was woken up by the shock. He snatched the bottle back and lifted it up to drink.

However, the bottle was completely empty. He drank for a while, but didn't get a single drop of wine. He was immediately enraged. "What are you still waiting for? Bring me wine!"

Sarah forcefully pushed the empty wine bottle in his hand over and casually threw it aside.

"Son, look who's here."

"No! Bring me back some wine!" Manson's voice was hoarse, his hair messy, and his chin stubbly.

This was the first time Emily had seen such a dispirited side of this noble young master since she met him.

It seemed that Hunter's appointment as president had dealt him quite a blow.

However, she did not have a good impression of Manson, so she did not feel distressed when she saw his awkward appearance.

Sarah felt extremely distressed. Seeing Emily's expression, she felt uncomfortable.

She had no ways. Only she herself loved son so much.

She pushed Manson and said softly, "Manson, don't you want to see Emily? Mom brought her here for you, look."

"Emily?" Manson slightly opened his eyes and looked in the direction where Sarah pointed.

The girl at the door wore a plain white dress and her long hair was casually draped behind her head. Her face was fair, refreshing, and exquisite.

"Angel..." After sleeping for a few hours, although Manson drank a lot before, he was still recovering a little.

In addition, when he saw the girl he had always dreamed of, the smell of alcohol instantly dissipated by more than half.

He immediately got up and walked towards Emily.

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. This brat really liked Emily so much.

As mother, she was completely forgotten. Wasn't that pitiful?

It's true that when son grows up, he will forget his family!

Manson walked to Emily and wanted to reach out to touch her.

However, Emily took a step back and stared at him with disgust. "Don't touch me. You're dirty."

Manson suddenly stopped and lowered his head to look at himself. There was actually a stain of red wine on his body.

He immediately became uncomfortable and stood in front of Emily, looking helpless.

He really wanted to touch her, but she thought he was dirty...

"Manson, your body is indeed... a little dirty."

When Sarah saw that her son was awake, she hurriedly walked over and smiled. "Let's go take a shower first. Don't be disliked by girls."

"Take a bath?" Manson was clearly not fully awake.

He looked at Sarah and then at Emily.

He wanted to get close to Emily but she continued to take half a step back. He immediately disliked himself.

"Okay, I... I'm going to take a bath, but..."

He looked at Emily hesitantly, as if he was very uneasy.

Mother always knows her son very much. Sarah immediately said, "Mom will watch her for you. She won't leave, but if you don't wash yourself clean, she might really be fumigated by your smell." "I... I'll wash it immediately. Very quickly! Wait for me!"

He had never been so nervous before. After smelling the scent of his body, he felt he actually smelled so bad!

He hasn't taken a bath for two days. How could he meet anyone?

Let alone he wanted to see his angel! How could he meet her without taking a bath!

He immediately went to the bathroom. When the door was about to close, he didn't forget to warn Sarah, "Mom, you ... you accompany her."

"I know. I will definitely accompany her well. You should go take a bath quickly."

Fortunately, before she came back, his son had already slept for a while. Otherwise, if he were to take a bath with the smell of alcohol, she would be worried.

After Manson entered, Sarah immediately let the maids in and tidied up his room as quickly as possible.

The sheets and blankets were completely changed.

Although Emily still didn't know Sarah much, there was at least one thing she could see clearly.

That was, Sarah loved her son very much, very much.

And she brought Emily to see Manson today because she was wholeheartedly trying to make him feel better. She didn't have too many other thoughts mixed in. "You saw him. Other than you, he doesn't listen to anyone else."

After instructing the maid to tidy up the room, she came to Emily and helplessly said, "Emi, can you please give him a few good words later?"

"It's impossible for me to agree to go out with him." Although she was touched by her mother's love, Emily could not back down on a matter of principle.

"I know!" Sarah nodded and immediately explained, "I just hope you can think of a way to cheer him up. He's not good now..."

She turned around and looked in the direction of the bathroom door, her gaze somewhat dim.

"Manson's grandpa and Rupert haven't been here for the past two days. I haven't seen his decadent appearance yet. If his grandpa sees him, he will be unhappy." "What are the conditions?" Emily was still a little cold.

Sarah did not blame her for being so indifferent to her. After experiencing such a terrible thing, it was only natural for a girl to be on guard against anyone.

If Emily was still an idiot now, then not only was she stupid, she was probably also an idiot.

He let out a sigh of relief and met her gaze.

"As long as my son can pull himself together, you can go in and out of the matriarch's back room whenever you want."