Blizzard First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 357

Oliver wasn't comforted, but remembering his past mistakes, he held back his tears.

His eyes wide, he asked seriously, "Dad, how can I get Mom to forgive me?"

Adrian didn't know the answer to that question either.

He only said, "Even if she doesn't forgive you, you have to treat her well. You and I are in the same boat. It will probably take a long time, so don't get discouraged."

Oliver nodded, though he didn't fully understand. "I'll try my best."

Even if his mother didn't forgive him, just being able to stay by her side and exchange a few words with her would be enough.

Her coldness made him miserable.

But he could only blame himself.

***

After dinner, Martha cleared the dishes and left the spare bedroom, and Isabel locked the door behind her.

She rested for a while, took a shower, and then checked her phone. Miles had replied, saying he'd arrived at the Ashford family's home and that Edmund was with him, so she shouldn't worry.

Isabel replied: [Thank you for handling this.]

Miles: [No trouble at all. This kid is easy to manage, much less work than you two.]

Isabel figured he must have heard about their situation.

She typed: [I'll be back soon, with Julian.]

Miles didn't press for details: [Stay safe.]

After replying, Isabel put her phone down, pulled back the covers, and lay down to sleep.

In a daze, she thought she heard a noise, but when she opened her eyes, there was nothing.

She frowned and got up to check the door. It was still locked.

She guessed she was just sleeping poorly because she didn't feel comfortable here.

Shrugging it off, she lay back down and went back to sleep.

Outside the door, Adrian leaned against the wall, a small key pinched between his fingers.

***

The next day, Isabel woke up. She had no clothes here, so she had to pick something from the closet.

"Yes, she went to work," Adrian said. "Don't worry. Finish your breakfast, and I'll take you."

Oliver lost his desire to go. "Dad, I want to stay home."

He only wanted his mom to take him, as a way to show he was trying. Without her, he lost his motivation.

Adrian checked the time. "Fine, you can stay home. I'll have a tutor come to the house. Besides, the holidays are coming up, so it doesn't matter if you miss a few days."

Oliver couldn't even eat anymore. He forced down a few bites and then flopped onto the sofa.

Martha watched but couldn't do anything.

"Don't make dinner; we're eating out," Adrian instructed Martha. Oliver overheard and asked, "With Mom?"

"Yes, with her." Adrian put on his overcoat. "I'm going to the office first. I'll come pick you up when it's time, and then we'll go get your mother from work together."

Oliver perked up a little. "Okay, I'll wait for you, Dad."

Adrian left and went straight to the Blackwell Group.

It had been a while since he'd properly been in charge.

But with Charles there, his presence at the Blackwell Group wasn't strictly necessary.