Chapter 558

However, I have been married to Reynaldo for three years, and his mother has never reached out to me. What's the matter with her calling me suddenly this time?

"Ms. Duffy, can I see you? Is it convenient?"

Various doubts flashed through my mind, and for a moment, I forgot to answer.

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly laughed and said, "What? Can’t I persuade Ms. Duffy to come?"

"No, no," I quickly said, "Please send me the address."

I hung up the phone and stared blankly at the address sent to my phone. It was the largest hospital in Freybourne. It’s just strange why Reynaldo’s mother suddenly wanted to see me.

I said goodbye to my mom and went to the hospital alone. As soon as I arrived at the hospital gate, Kimberly waved to me and said, "Ms. Duffy, this way."

I frowned at her and asked, "What do you want to do again?"

Kimberly laughed innocently, "Ms. Duffy, don’t be so hostile towards me. It wasn’t my idea to have you come here today; it was Mikaela who wanted to see you."

I didn’t want to say much to her, just said lightly, "Lead the way."

Kimberly chuckled and led me into the inpatient department. Actually, when I went to see Reynaldo’s mother, I was still a little nervous. Strictly speaking, Reynaldo’s mother is still my mother-in-law now. The first time a daughter-in-law meets her mother-in-law, she should be nervous, right? Not to mention, I still didn’t know why his mother came to see me in the first place. And on the phone, his mother’s voice was particularly cold.

I followed behind Kimberly silently, suppressing the uneasiness in my heart, and arrived at the door of a ward on the 16th floor.

Kimberly first knocked on the door, then shouted inside, "Mikaela, I have brought Ms. Duffy over."

"Come in."

A woman’s voice came from inside, not as indifferent as on the phone, but with a hint of kindness, which made my heart relax a little. As the door was pushed open, I saw a middle-aged woman leaning on the hospital bed. The woman appeared to be in her fifties, with an elegant and kind demeanor. Although at this age, you can still see the beauty of her youth from the distinctive features between her eyebrows. If you look closely, you can also see that Reynaldo’s features actually bear a resemblance to hers by three points.

"Are you Esmeralda, Reynaldo’s wife, my daughter-in-law?"

Mikaela stared at me for a moment, her tone neither challenging nor friendly. I nodded and somewhat awkwardly placed the fruit basket I brought on the bedside table, politely greeting her, "Hello, Ms. Versta." I should have used a more intimate name. Just now, with my current relationship with Reynaldo, and also because it was my first time seeing her, I really couldn’t bring myself to call her by any other name.

But Mikaela didn’t seem to mind much either. She chuckled and said meaningfully, "I heard that you didn’t actually like my son at first, and that you were forced to marry him, is that true?"

"No."

"You don’t have to deny it, just admit it openly and honestly." Mikaela lazily leaned against the head of the bed, smiling at me. "After all, at that time you were a wealthy young lady, and my son was nothing, so it’s normal that you didn’t like him."

I lowered my eyes, not knowing how to respond to her words. I could actually feel that Mikaela didn’t like me.

Kimberly poured a glass of warm water on the side, then walked over and considerately handed it to Mikaela.