Chapter 694: George’s Surprise

Erin’s POV:

The other day, I deliberately rear–ended Helen’s car to test her out and see what kind of person she
really was.

To my utter disappointment, Helen turned out to be vulgar and uncouth.She was obviously an
uneducated, mercenary little gold digger.

How could such a low life ever be good enough for my George? I was all the more upset when I saw
how concerned and anxious George was when he came to pick Helen up.I‘d never seen George fall so
badly for a woman before.

Obviously Helen had worked strategically on my unsuspecting son.

Now I understood why George got so angry with me when I introduced him to Josie when he was last
in Washington.

It was all because of Helen.

But I was actually more curious about who had sent me the photos exposing George‘s and Helen‘s
relationship.I brushed with Helen twice already.

Once to gauge what kind of woman George had fallen in love with, and then to determine whether it
was Helen who had sent me the photos and videos.

Such intimate photos and videos could only be taken by someone close to them.

Maybe I was being be too paranoid right now, but I just couldn‘t help it.



There were many women trying to get onto the Affleck speed train and this was a critical time in my
husband‘s career so I had to tread cautiously.

If it was indeed Helen who had sent me those photos and videos on purpose with the intention of
marrying George, I would be relieved.

It would be a clear indicator that she was a vile woman who coveted wealth.

In that case, she would be easy to dispose of.I would buy her off and she would be history.

However, after two encounters with Helen, it seemed that she didn‘t know me at all.

To my surprise, she did not come across as a schemer.I had to be more wary of the situation.

The photos and videos were sent from a virtual account.

The person was cunning and highly skilled.I had someone investigate it but he came back with
nothing.I felt very uneasy.

After all, the enemy was hidden from me and I was open and vulnerable.

The more I thought about it, the more flustered I became.So today, I asked Velma out and set out a
task for her.She had to get closer to Helen and find out more about her.

My impression of Helen was worsened when I saw her flirting with Phil.

As a girl, she had no reserve at all.

As George‘s girlfriend, she thought nothing about getting physically up, close and personal with other
men.She did not meet my criteria of the perfect daughter–in–law.






It was okay for George to fool around with her, but there was no way that I would allow him to marry
her!

"Mrs.Affleck, I‘ve observed George and Helen together.I can guarantee you that George is serious
about Helen.Besides, Helen is a beautiful woman with a promising career.I think she is a good match
for George,"

Velma said in support of Helen as we got into the car.

"He is just thinking with the wrong head.Soon he will get bored with her and then realize that Helen is
not the one for him," I replied indifferently.

"What if George insists on marrying Helen?" Velma asked.

"You are fast forwarding unnecessarily, Velma!" I immediately interrupted her with a curt remark and
stopped her from continuing.

How could this happen? As long as I was alive, I wouldn‘t allow such a woman to grace the Affleck
family

Helen‘s POV:

After a tiring effort, Phil and I finally got the tire changed. Phil asked me to put away the tools while he
tightened the last nut.

At that moment, George drove into the garage and parked the car.

"Helen," he called out to me as he rolled down the window.

I took a look at Phil.

"You can go now.It‘s almost done here.I can take care of the rest," Phil said, waving his hand.



So I left with George.

"You look cute!"

George couldn‘t help laughing at me as I got into the car.I looked down and saw that my hands and
clothes were all stained with grease.

After rushing around for so long, sweat glistened on my forehead, and my hair flopped flat from the
sweat.I looked a real mess.

"Phil insisted on changing the tire himself.You have no idea how much of work it involves."

I slumped exhausted in the passenger seat.I was breathless.

George grinned as he listened to my complaints.He pulled out a tissue and gestured for me to move
closer.He wiped off the grease from my face and the sweat from my forehead.I didn‘t move and just
allowed him to clean up my face.

After a while, he held my face in his hands and surveyed it carefully.

Finally, he nodded with satisfaction.

"All done!"

Then he lowered his head and kissed me full on my lips.

After letting go of me, he pressed on the accelerator.

Thanks to the air conditioner in the car, I felt cool and relaxed.



As I calmed down, I suddenly remembered that George had said in the morning that he had planned a
surprise for me.

Just then, a notification from the news application popped up on my phone.It seemed that Zhester
Technology was funding the healthcare industry by upgrading their electronic devices.I took a cursory
glance at the news and didn‘t pay any special attention to it.I regarded it as part of Zhester
Technology‘s strategy..

When we got home, I took a long, relaxing shower and then got dressed.

When I came out of the bathroom, George had already cooked dinner.

All through the meal, I waited for George‘s surprise, but he gave no indication of a surprise.I felt obliged
to remind him.

"Didn‘t you say that you would give me a surprise after work? Well, where is my surprise?"

"Let‘s eat dinner first."

George served me some more food, but still said nothing.I ate absentmindedly while my eyes darted
around the place looking for some sign of a surprise.I could find no clues.

So what was my surprise? "Curiosity killed the cat, you know!"

George chuckled.

"Fine.Just forget it!"

He was intentionally playing the waiting game with me.Why was he delaying my surprise?

"I‘ll show you after dinner," George reassured me while stroking my hair.



Hearing this, I quickly finished my meal and looked at him eagerly.

"Follow me."

George stood up and walked towards the study.I followed him and complained to myself.

Why couldn‘t he just tell me when I was in an excited mood? Why did he have to stress me before
consoling me?


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