Chapter 669: Chapter 669: Not Allowed_1
Alexander Sumrs had not yet said anything when Atra Blanc saw his dejected expression and imdiately said in displeasure, “If you’re just trying to take advantage or have a fling, get rid of that idea now! If two people can’t even handle this little test, how can they talk about love? Go learn what respect ans first!”
Atra Blanc had a gentle nature, but she was uncompromising when it ca to this matter.
Purple Sumrs gestured with her eyes for Alexander Sumrs to quickly agree, so as not to upset their mother’s health.
After thinking it over, Alexander Sumrs realized it was already August and there was only a half-year left until Purple Sumrs turned eighteen. Clenching his teeth, he thought he could endure it—after all, it would soon pass!
Besides, although Alexander Sumrs couldn’t touch Purple Sumrs, Roy Howard could.
Alexander Sumrs, with his agile mind, finally allowed a smile to appear on his face and asked, “Do you have any other requirents?”
“You’re not allowed to sleep in Purple’s room, not allowed to be excessively intimate with her in front of others, not allowed to take her out without permission, not allowed to harm her reputation…”
With every condition that Atra Blanc listed, Alexander Sumrs’s face grew darker.
In the end, Atra Blanc added, “I’ve never interfered with your life before, and I don’t know if you have other won outside… From now on, you are not allowed to fool around anymore, otherwise, I’ll send Purple to Kingsley.”
Alexander Sumrs’s face had turned utterly dark.
This was his own mother, and every sentence was aid at protecting Purple. Alexander Sumrs could only swallow his pride and agree to everything, feeling the pain of conceding territory and making reparations in his heart!
With the matter settled, the atmosphere between mother and son finally eased slightly, but Atra Blanc’s gaze at Alexander Sumrs still held vigilance and lingering anger.
It was impossible not to be angry. Just thinking about Alexander Sumrs seducing Purple without her knowledge made Atra Blanc furious!
How old was Purple? What could a seventeen-year-old girl understand? At such a tender age, with her heartstrings lightly plucked, how could she not be foolishly deceived and give away her heart?
Just like herself back in the day, just like redith Richards. Won, no matter what their age, once touched by love, are like moths to a fla, knowingly heading towards a deadly path yet still throwing themselves into it without any concern for their own safety.
Atra Blanc hoped that Purple could have a better outco, not like herself and redith Richards, one guarding the years alone, the other losing her life.
They stayed in the hospital until noon.
When all the examination reports ca out, the doctor said that Atra Blanc’s body was not seriously hard, but in the future, she needed to keep her emotions stable and avoid excessive excitent and anger.
Atra Blanc sighed softly, glanced at Alexander Sumrs, and said, “I hope so…”
Alexander Sumrs’s face looked exceedingly grim.
Purple, on the other hand, was holding back laughter, her shoulders shaking.
They drove ho. Alexander Sumrs was driving, while Purple and Atra Blanc sat in the backseat.
Purple, arm in arm with Atra Blanc, was in high spirits and chatted with Atra Blanc.
“Mom, what was my biological mother like?” she asked.
“She was very beautiful,” Atra Blanc’s eyes slightly curved, and a smile flowed, “stunningly brilliant, so morable that as soon as one saw her, it was hard to forget. At that ti, many literati from Clearwater wrote poems for her, and everyone admired her.”
Purple then said with a grin, “No wonder I am so beautiful. I have good genes.”
Atra Blanc laughed, and tapped Purple’s forehead, “Are you that beautiful? At most, you inherited a third of her beauty.”
The words barely paused before she continued with a smile tinged with emotion, “Having a third of her beauty is enough for you to be beautiful all your life. You mostly resemble your father.”
“Could there be such a beautiful person in the world?” Purple, holding her face, deliberately teased Atra Blanc for a laugh, “I already think I’m like a heavenly fairy. How beautiful must she be? I don’t believe it. Mom, do you have any pictures?”
But upon hearing this, Atra Blanc could no longer smile. She sighed softly, “No, they’ve all been burned… She said, since we’re to forget each other, why should we hold onto the past? She instructed to burn all her belongings. Nothing was left.”
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