After getting over her shock, Mary smiled knowingly, “Yes, yes yes. Mr. Tremont cooking supper for you is nothing compared to what you’ve endured. Now, he’s acting more like a man. By the way, Mr. Tremont has asked you to avoid walking around the garden today, as it might snow. He’s afraid that you might get sick. It’s best to avoid getting sick during pregnancy, especially when it’s not advisable to consume medicine. Now that Mr. Tremont has you and the little one in your belly, your family is complete. We’ve been hoping for this day.”
Arianne remained quiet as she stared at the joy on Mary’s face. She was afraid of speaking up and dashing Mary’s hopes. Everything between her and Mark only seemed fine on the surface. To draw a comparison, the distance between them was as vast as the Great Rift Valley. Even if it were restored, would anything really be the same? How could there not be a gap?
Tabitha got up surprisingly early today. Usually, she would sleep until ten in the morning in this weather. The old woman seemed to be in a good mood, but her cough had not subsided, “Arianne, I’d like to go to your aunt’s house.”
Arianne was surprised, “Are you sure you want to go, granny?” She had chased her away before, and now, she was seeking her out. She was puzzled.
The old woman straightened out her dark brown woolen sweater and curled her lips, “She’s called me more than ten times and sent me countless messages. It’s driving me crazy. I’m going back to see her… I probably won’t be coming back. I’m not her real mother; I did not bring her into this world, but I gave her a second chance at life, a life much better than most. She’s never repaid me for raising her after all these years, but only ever making demands. It’s not asking too much for her to take care of me until the end of my days. I’ve never raised you a day in your life, nor have I ever even held you. You’re not obligated to take care of me.”
Arianne knew that the matter wasn’t as simple as it seemed. Zoey was very firm when she dumped the old lady on her and left. Now, she was trying every possible means to coax her into going back. She must have something up her sleeve. She wasn’t in the best state to argue with Zoey, “Granny, I don’t think you should go. Even if her conscience is compelling her to take you and continue looking after you, you should consider the Tremonts’ dignity. If she realizes that she’ll never be able to receive any benefits from you through me, she won’t leave the matter alone. I think you should wait until I’ve given birth. What do you think?”
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