Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 674

“I… I… but, what did Mom mean by what she said?” I was thoroughly confused. It seemed like more than just a simple disagreement between Mom and Dad. Mom had gone as far as taking someone’s side against Dad. Whom should I side with?

Dad treated me well and to be honest, Mom did not really treat me so well. At this moment, in my heart, my feelings were more inclined to side with Dad. Nevertheless, a voice inside me kept telling me to listen to Mom. It seemed as if I could remember Mom holding me in the garden admiring the flowers. Mom was gentle and loving as she told me she loved me the most and no matter what happened, I could depend on her.

“When this is over, I shall explain to you. I love you the most. These days together, you must have come to realize that. Be a good girl, listen to me.”

My mind was in confusion as I watched Mark and Isabelle each speaking to me in turn. Mom pushed me gently, but I was not standing properly so I stumbled back a couple of steps toward the window. At that moment, I suddenly remembered that Christopher had spoken to me before I came. He wanted me to listen to Mom. Did he know about this, too?

I still remember when Christopher came back, he kept talking to me even though I was lying in the hospital with a fever. It was as if there was too much he wanted to tell me and not enough time. Finally, he said something very strange, “There is no such thing as a perfect mother in this world. Perhaps, not everything you see is what it seems, so as long as you firmly believe that your mother loves you, then that is enough.”

I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, I was looking directly into Mark’s eyes which were full of expectation. I turned away, not wanting to look at him, and said in a low voice, “My vote is given to… I’m voting for Lucas!”

When Isabelle heard what I said, to my surprise, she wept aloud and hugged me tight as she wept. “Eve, I know you are a good girl. Eve, I love you. I’ve always loved you. You are my good daughter.”

“Yvonne Tanner, you slut!” Mark began to howl. I did not know if I had done anything wrong. However, when I looked at my mom’s weeping eyes, my wavering emotions settled down into certainty, and I became firm.

After Mark had used the most venomous terms to berate mom, he turned on me. For the first time, I found out that Dad had such a malicious side. Suddenly he broke out in a laugh that can only be described as hair-raising, and he muttered softly, “Do you think that you can take away something that belongs to me like this? Let me tell you. It’s impossible! It’s impossible!”