My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift

Chapter 22



Chapter 22

Grandma

Linda’s house was cosy, a fine blend of compact and comfortable. A bungalow, with an attic above,

the wooden house was not impressive in size, however it was definitely impressive.

With two bedrooms, the living room, bathroom, kitchen, toilet and storehouse, the cottage was cute

in it’s own way, making efficient use of the space within it. The parlour was decorated with fine

wallpaper and numerous paintings Linda made since it was her hobby. A small Tv hung across the wall

opposite the sofas and cushions, though it was clear no one used it. The WiFi was placed at a corner in

the room, and contrary to Roxanne’s initial belief, there was stable electricity thanks to the solar panels

installed in the house, the inverter and the generator, all functioning at once.

“I hardly make use of them though, after all… I prefer everything just fine without them” Linda said

to Roxanne with a wide smile as she welcomed her to her room.

“This will be your room during your stay here. I’ll give you the space, so you can unpack. The

Bathroom is across the room to your right, so you can freshen up after you’re done. There’s hot water,

so you can make use of that.

“Um, Grandma, where do you get your water supply from?” Roxanne suddenly asked, curious as

to how it all worked out for Linda and how she was able to live in such seclusion for so long.

“Oh, that. I had a well dug here” Linda replied. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“A well? But it’s winter, wouldn’t it already be…” Roxanne tried to raise an issue.

“Frozen? Don’t worry about that. The well’s pretty deep, you know? Besides, your grandma has

her ways.” Linda gave a reassuring smile.

She left Roxanne in the room and went her way to do as she said. Roxanne saw her massive bag

and two boxes on the floor and sighed, placing both hands on her hips.

“Oh well… I better get started, ``she said to herself.

[Moments Later]

“Ah, all done. This should do for now” Roxanne said with a look of satisfaction as she glanced

across her room.

The bed was just her size, with freshly laid bed sheets which, from the looks of it, had never been

used before. Her bedside contained a little shelf where she kept some of the books she planned on

finishing during her stay with her grandmother. Her clothes were hung on racks in an orderly fashion,

just as she preferred and her shoes, just two of them, were placed beside her bed.

She nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

After she is done, she indulges herself in the hot water bath her grandmother told her about. She

entered the bathroom, but what she saw confused her.

“U-Um… Grandma, where’s the shower?” Roxanne shouted from where she stood in front of the

bathroom.

Her voice travelled through the little house and reached her grandmother who was brewing coffee

in the kitchen.

“Oh?” That?” You’ll have to go fetch it from the well outside” Linda said with a smile.

“Fetch? Well?” She understood the meaning of those words, but she couldn't comprehend how

they both blended together and related to her.

“You mean… I should go get the water… From the well… Outside?” Roxanne said, repeating the

words of her grandmother in her own way.

“Exactly,” Linda replied.

“You’ll see a bucket by the side there and a pail. You should be fine. I’d get something warmer to

wear if I were you though” Linda said.

Unbelievable. That was the only thing that came to Roxanne’s mind. She was suddenly beginning

to feel a sense of uneasiness. Perhaps this wouldn't be all fun and games like she thought. In the first

place, her mom sent her here to be taught a lesson, punishment for what she did to her.

Due to her previous memory of the place, her grandmother’s easygoing attitude and the discovery

of WiFi and Electricity, Roxanne thought she was going to have fun here. But if this was a punishment

meant for her reform, then it only made sense that she wouldn’t be enjoying herself. What didn’t she

think of that?


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