It turned out Damon knew about Nick and Jones’s collaboration all along.
"So, are you busy dealing with both of them now?" I asked.
"Yeah, and there are other company matters to handle, too. I can’t leave Leo with Catherine, which is why I turned to you." Damon seed to have made up his mind to let Catherine go, but. he wanted to keep the kid.
If I were in his shoes, I would never accept soone else taking my child. But Catherine’s actions were indeed horrifying. She was so fixated on Damon that she treated her own child like a re tool.
"The problem is, I can’t help you, Damon." I declined him once again. Leo was very resistant towards . Even if I pitied him for having an irresponsible mother, I just couldn’t take care of him.
If I had the ti, I’d rather take care of Serena and Brandon myself.
"You have to help ." Damon’s tone was firm. "I’ll make you a deal. If Jones and Nick stop troubling for , I’ll let bygones be bygones and won’t seek revenge. Are you satisfied with this?"
The calmness on the surface was all a facade. Jones seed to have tricked , yet not tricked at the sa ti.
"Let’s talk when I get back." I was currently busy with sending off my two kids. I had no ti to deal with Damon and soone else’s child.
"Where are you going?" Damon caught onto the key point of my words. "When will you be back?"
Did I have to report my whereabouts to him?
I replied impatiently, "That’s none of your business. I’ll be back the day after tomorrow. Then, I’ll give you my answer. But you should also think about what you promise . If you and Jones keep this up, you’ll only drag down. I’m living my life peacefully, and I don’t have ti to be a troublemaker!"
If the cause of their conflict had nothing to do with , they could even break into each other’s houses and stab each other a dozen tis, and I wouldn’t interfere.
But because it involves , I had no choice. Even if I tried to turn a blind eye, trouble would still co to .
As a person who has lived twice, I was not naive enough to think I could avoid all troubles.
"If you had remarried directly before, without giving Jones any hope, none of this would have happened." Damon’s voice was heavy and cold, tinged with jealousy.
"Damon, be clear about your current status. You have Catherine and a seven-year-old son. Stop wasting your
ti here, okay? You and Jones have the sa brain structure. How can you both not understand this?" My words were a bit harsh.
Damon went speechless. His lips curved coldly, devoid of any emotion, and his eyes were just staring at .
Even if he had nothing for Catherine but a sense of responsibility, there was still a Leo between us. I was not a generous woman, and I had to consider my own children.
A complete family was certainly important, but I didn’t want Serena and Brandon to know they had a half-brother when they grew up.
This thought made more determined to send the children to my parents’ place. Until the matters here were resolved, I didn’t want Damon to see the kids again, nor did I want them to be exposed under
Catherine’s watch, in case any unbearable accident happened.
I ignored Damon, returned to my car, and drove away.
Nearly ten hours of driving, plus the ti needed for breaks and to feed the kids and change their diapers, had significantly extended the journey. It was almost midnight when we finally arrived at
Lucas’s place.
My parents were living here now. The last ti visited, I was seeking help for my family. But now...
Looking at the familiar yet alien villa, my eyes reddened a bit, and an uncomfortable feeling sprouted.
I rang the doorbell. My parents were still awake and waiting for . They hurriedly ca out to greet , taking the kids from Eliza and , showering them with kisses.
"Oh, my two little treasures! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you. I miss you so much!" My mom, looking like she missed them dearly, kissed Brandon in her arms and then reached out to kiss Serena,
who was in my dad’s arms,
I had been driving for so long and was a bit tired. I let Eliza bring down so of the kids’ stuff from the car, then I was ready to rest in the living room.
The delicious sll of food wafted over from the dining room, and my stomach growled.
"Mom, have you prepared so food?" I asked, surprised. It was already midnight.
"Yes, you’ve been driving for so long, and you must not have had much to eat on the road. You guys should go and have sothing. I’ve made so of your favorite dishes." My mom said softly, while
playing with Brandon.
I was physically and ntally exhausted, but hearing my mom’s words, I felt a wave of warmth that dispelled much of the fatigue. It was like returning to the ho where my parents understood and supported , where they only cared about whether I ate well, slept well, and lived happily, and wouldn’t interfered with my decisions.
Perhaps having such parents was the reason why I developed a stubborn personality.
"Great, I’m starving!" I put aside my emotional thoughts, walked over and hugged my mom, giving her a
kiss, "Thanks, Mom!"
My mom smiled and reminded , "Eat more, you’ve lost weight again. Have you not been eating well because your dad and I aren’t around?"
As I walked towards the dining room, I replied, "Yeah, I even hired a few more nannies. But as soon as they arrived, I had to go back to the City. Now they’re just there taking care of Daisy and cleaning
the house."
"Right, we probably won’t be able to go there for a while either. How long will you stay in the City?" Dad asked next.
The table was set with four dishes and a soup, all my favorites. I invited Eliza to eat with . While eating, I answered, "I’m not sure, but it should not be too long. You guys will need to hire a nanny to help with Serena and Brandon. Otherwise, you won’t be able to handle it. You still have the company to manage."
My mom sighed, "Yes, Lucas and the others... oh..."
When it ca to this matter, my mom’s mood dropped, and she no longer spoke.
I felt a lump in my throat, and my appetite worsened. I comforted her, "Mom, we can’t bring back the dead. We can only try to live better and manage Lucas’s company well."
"Yeah, I guess that’s the best plan." My mom nodded, "Having Serena and Brandon over with is rather comforting. Their presence brightens my mood."
"Yes, sure." I mumbled, focusing on my al.
That night, I stayed up till the wee hours, chatting with my mom about Damon and Jones current state of affairs. Unlike before, when she would suggest to give Jones a thought, she didn’t express any opinion. She neither praised nor criticized Damon either.
Reviews
All reviews (0)