Chapter 51 Stealing the Phone
“Siema, your father has started to change.” Vera spoke softly, though there was a noticeable lack of conviction in her voice.
Sierra offered a faint smile, but her eyes were cold and distant.
“The only reason he’s changed is because there’s still something he can use me for. If it weren’t for the Gray family, he wouldn’t even glance at me.”
Vera’s heart sankat those words, a deep sadness settling inside her. She gently took Siema’s hand, feeling how cold it was–almost unsettlingly so “I’m sorry, Sierra.”
Sierra shook her head. “Mom, you haven’t done anything wrong. You don’t need to apologize. But I still want to remind you–if Xavier keeps going down this path, he’ll ruin himself.”
Vera paused, her expression slightly stunned. She then said, “Xavier has indeed been rebellious. I will educate him properly from now OIL”
Educate? Sierra doubted whether Xavier would even listento Vera. Nevertheless, she didn’t say anything further. She didn’t care about the fate of others. She only cared about Vera’s well–being.
She picked up the cup of milk Vera had brought her and drank it all in one go.
Vera watched her, wanting to speak, but ultimately stayed silent and lowered her gaze.
“Mom, I remember when you used to visit me when I was little. You’d always bring me a cup of warm milk. Even though it was the same milk, I always thought it tasted sweeter when you gave it to me.”
Sierra set the empty cup down gently and reached for Vera’s hand, resting her head on her shoulder: She breathed in deeply, letting Vera’s comforting scent settle her restless beart.
Vera lowered her gaze, guilt flashing in her eyes as she gently stroked Sierra’s head.
“Siena, do you still… like Benson?–
Sierra was quiet for a few seconds before responding slowly, “I’ve liked him for so many years. How could feelings disappear just like that? But he hurt me, and don’t want to forgive him.”
“Sierra, the Gray family… they’re actually very good
“Mom, you don’t need to convince me. I don’t want to hear about that. I just want to be close to you for a while,”
Sierra interrupted Vera, pressing herself closer and closing her eyes.
Vera let out a soft sigh, saying nothing more. She simply held Sierra in her armis, just like when she was a child.
Listening to the steady rhythm of her breathing, Vera shifted slightly and whispered, “Sierra, Sierra
She called twice, but there was no response.
Vera carefully helped Sierra lie down on the bed. As she stood up, she realized how light her daughter had become, and her heart ached with the realization.
Her eyes filled with tears as she gently covered Sierra with the blanket, gazing at her daughter’s peaceful face.
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