As she spoke, she walked over.

She picked up a few bags and then went back to the kitchen.

Nelson looked at her and felt a little surprised. It seemed that she really had changed.

This was a good thing.

After all, it was the woman Jensen loved. Alice was the love of Jensen's life. How could they, as his parents, oppose it?

Truly intelligent parents would join their son in loving his wife. Whatever those kinds of parents did was wise. Nelson believed that Rosalie would understand this.

This was a good change.

Perhaps he really could stand to be a little more optimistic.

Soon, Nelson brought everything into the kitchen.

"Nelson, wash these fruits and put them in the living room." Rosalie emptied the sink, put a basin in, filled it with water, and washed the fruits for Nelson. "I'll pick and clean the vegetables. It's getting late, and they should be back soon. Hurry up."

"Got it!" A smile appeared on Nelson's face, and he said with great joy, "I'll hurry up and wash them."

Rosalie crouched down to pick out the vegetables. Meanwhile, Nelson washed the fruits and placed them on a plate, which he then brought outside and placed in the living room.

The two of them were busy doing their tasks. Nelson lowered his head to glance at Rosalie several times, and he felt somewhat touched.

He had been looking forward to seeing this for a long time. He only hoped that Rosalie would change somewhat and become calmer instead of being melancholic.

While they were busy, there were a few knocks on the door.

Rosalie paused for a moment, then said, "They're here. Go and invite them in."

Nelson was stunned and asked, "Me? Are you not going to do it?"

"No." Rosalie's expression was impassive as she replied, "I'm busy cleaning the vegetables. Go and invite them in, then hurry up and come back to start cooking."

"I see," Nelson nodded and said. "I'll be in charge; you can help me."

Rosalie didn't respond to him. She was behaving incredibly indifferent. Nelson knew that she could not put down her ego.

He did not force her to either.

Nelson went out quickly and saw Jensen, who pushed the door open and came in. Alice followed from behind.

"You're back?" Nelson greeted with a smile.

"Dad." Jensen stood at the door. He didn't see Rosalie, but when he saw Nelson's smile, he felt warmth. "We're back!" "Welcome, Alice," Nelson said smilingly.

Alice was still a little cautious. This was her second time meeting Nelson, but she still felt a little nervous and reserved.

"Dad," Alice called out softly.

Nelson was stunned for a moment, and then his smile grew bigger.

He looked at Alice and gave her a warm smile. "Okay, hurry up and come in. Move your things into your room first."

"Okay." Jensen nodded.

Alice did not see Rosalie. She stretched out her head to look around the house. When she did not see anyone, she asked, "Dad, where's Mom?"

Nelson didn't expect Alice to be so polite that she would ask about someone whom she hadn't met yet.

He took a look at Jensen calmly and met his gaze.

Jensen was a little ashamed. He had felt relieved when he didn't see Rosalie, who loved to make trouble. However, Alice had taken the initiative to ask. It could be seen that Alice was really kind. "She's cleaning the vegetables in the kitchen," Nelson explained. "We're preparing a good meal for you two. You should unpack your things first. You must be hungry. I'll hurry up and go cook with your mother." Since Alice hadn't said hello to Rosalie after coming in, she was afraid of making a bad impression. Thus, she said to Nelson, "Dad, I'd better say hello to Mom first."

As she said that, she looked at Jensen. "Jensen, let's go to the kitchen and say hello to Mom, and then we can deal with our things. What do you say?"

At first, Jensen wanted to stop her, but when he saw Alice's slightly tense and restrained smile, he could only agree. "Okay, let's go and greet her." Seeing Alice's courtesy made Nelson feel that she was quite sensible. He shouted toward the kitchen, "Rosalie, the children are back."

Rosalie had long since heard the commotion outside. She had also heard the conversation between the three. She stood in the kitchen in a daze and didn't move for a long time.

It was not until Jensen and Alice appeared in the doorway that she came back to her senses, and her expression returned to an indifferent one.

Jensen saw that she was in the kitchen with a poker face, so he took one step ahead to block Alice's sight.

However, Alice had already pushed Jensen aside. She came out from behind and stood in the doorway. Looking at Rosalie, she spoke kindly, "Mom, we're back!"

"Okay," Rosalie responded coldly. She glanced at them and said, "Go and unpack your things."

"Okay. Dad said that you bought us a new bed. Thank you so much. You must have spent quite a sum," Alice repeated what she had heard from Jensen's phone call earlier while they were on the way here. "Thank you!"

This kind gesture made her feel that Rosalie truly wanted to accept her.

"How did you know?" Rosalie's gaze turned sharp as soon as she heard the news.

Alice was stunned and replied frankly, "Dad said so when he called Jensen."

Rosalie's gaze turned even colder. She glanced at Jensen and Alice and said, "You guys should get to your room first."

The atmosphere suddenly turned awkward, and Alice realized that she had said something wrong. However, she did not feel that there was anything wrong with this. There was nothing wrong with expressing her gratitude. Wasn't that something normal and expected of her?

But Rosalie's face had suddenly turned frigid. What was going on?

Alice could only smile awkwardly. "Okay, Mom. We will unpack our things first and then we'll come back to help later."

Rosalie didn't say anything. She looked at Jensen icily, with obvious resentment in her eyes.

As a policeman, Jensen naturally understood the meaning of Rosalie's cold gaze.

He smiled at Rosalie and said, "Mom, I'll be going back to my room with Alice then."

After that, he didn't give Rosalie any time to answer and left quickly.

Seeing that Jensen was hiding like a mouse who had seen a cat, she felt very upset. Frustrated, Rosalie threw the vegetables on the ground.

Meanwhile, the couple returned to the room.

Alice asked in a low voice, "Jensen, did I say something wrong?" "Not really." Jensen began to explain, "It was Dad who called me. He must have done that behind Mom's back, so she might blame him for secretly calling me."

"Ah, I see..." Alice sighed as if she suddenly realized something. "No wonder Mom's face fell as soon as I said that. I really shouldn't have said it."

"It's not your fault. My mother is a little sensitive, and you'll get it in time. In any case, we won't stay here for too long. We will replace a chance to move out."

"No!" Alice immediately shook her head. "We can't think of moving out when we've just come back. I want to try and get along with your parents as much as possible. You know that I haven't been with my parents much since I was young. To be honest, I really long for the warmth of a family."

"I prefer a world with only two of us in it," Jensen gazed at Alice and said. "At least, for now, I don't want to live with my parents. It wasn't easy for me to marry you. We need a private space."

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