Chapter 345
Elysia was always tiptoeing around the topic of Elijah’s mother, fearing that bringing her up might reopen old wounds for both of them.
But one day, Elijah looked at her with those deep, meaningful eyes and said, “He’s probably missing my mom p>
“Um was all Elysia could muster.
Elijah pressed on, “If you were in my mom’s shoes, would you forgive him p>
Elysia had never really pondered this question; forgiving him was not something she had ever considered. But she couldn’t just say that to Elijah, who had always dreamed of his parents getting back together. Admitting she wouldn’t forgive would just hurt him.
She explained, “Everyone sees things from their own perspective, thinks their own thoughts. So, I can’t really speak for your mom p>
Elijah was persistent, “I want to know what you think, not as my mom, just as you p>
Elysia hesitated before responding, “Elijah, do you know what your dad did to your mom p>
“Yeah p>
“So, if it were me, I’d definitely be mad, probably ignore him for a while, but… life is full of uncertainties. Who knows? Maybe after a grand gesture of pursuit, your dad could win her over again. Sometimes, all it takes is a softened heart for forgiveness to follow p>
Elijah’s nerves turned into excitement, and in a burst of joy, he playfully kicked his own dad!
He couldn’t voice his thoughts in front of Elysia, so instead, he gave his dad secretive looks.
Did you hear that? You better start wooing her back, make Mom feel special again!
There’s still hope!
He had completely forgotten his dad was still suffering from the effects of too much drinking, and seeing no response, he sneakily kicked him a couple more times!
Tarquin had just managed to catch his breath when his son’s kicks sent him into another round of nausea.
Elysia immediately stopped chatting with Elijah to help Tarquin, patting his back vigorously.
Once he was done throwing up, she quickly got him water to rinse his mouth and then struggled to help him back to the bedroom.
Elijah, coming back to his senses, rushed in with a wet washcloth, wanting to wipe his dad’s face.
Elysia glanced at the clock; it was already 3 a.m.
She took the washcloth from Elijah, “It’s way too late, Elijah. You need to go to bed p>
Kids need their sleep to grow strong, and staying up late is a big no-no!
Elijah looked worriedly at Tarquin, passed out on the bed, but Elysia reassured him, “Don’t worry about your dad. He’ll feel better now that he’s sobered up. I’ll take care of him. You go get some sleep p>
Elijah blinked, a bit happy that Elysia offered to take care of his dad. He really wished his parents would get back together.
But still p>
“Don’t you need to rest too p>
“I’ll sort him out and then head to the study to sleep. Don’t worry about us, just be a good boy and go to sleep, okay p>
Elijah hesitated for a moment but then nodded and went back to his room.
He was worried about his dad and felt bad for Elysia, but he also wanted to give them some space.
After Elijah left, Elysia turned to face the person sprawled on the bed, her irritation flaring.
“I must have owed you something fierce in a past life! After all the bullying I’ve endured from you, here I am, taking care of you! If it wasn’t for Elijah, I’d have tossed you outside to freeze into a popsicle! Then we’d see how tough you are! Hmph p>
Muttering under her breath, she approached with the washcloth, her actions gentle despite her grumbling-a perfect picture of a tough exterior masking a tender heart.
But as her washcloth gently wiped across his brow, his hand suddenly shot out, grabbing her wrist p>