Blizzard First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 412

Catherine was about to say more, but the elder Mrs. Blackwell interrupted with a couple of coughs. "After so many years in a leadership position, you've certainly developed an ego. Now no one in your own family can say a word to you."

"No, Grandmother…" Catherine tried to explain, but she was cut off. "The boy is already so old. Do you think hitting him is the only way to parent? If you can't let go of the man in your heart, then don't drag others down. If you can't live together, then get a divorce. It's not a big deal. Samuel isn't a three-year-old; he understands."

"Samuel," she called out gently. Samuel walked over and took her hand. "Great-grandmother."

"Good boy." The elder Mrs. Blackwell patted his cheek and had Susan bring a warm compress, which she pressed into his hand. "Your Aunt Isabel is a very good person. I know you two haven't interacted much over the years, and I understand you have to stand by your mother, so I won't force you to do anything. But if there's anything you don't understand in the future, you can ask Isabel."

"Aren't you interested in chemistry research? Isabel is an expert in that field."

Isabel and Samuel really didn't have much of a relationship. He was a quiet boy.

He rarely came to the Blackwell estate, only attending the mandatory monthly family dinners. Otherwise, he only showed up if Catherine insisted on bringing him or if the matriarch specifically requested his presence.

He was, after all, the favored grandson of the Langley family and spent much more time with them.

This was the first she'd heard of his interest in chemistry.

"That's not necessary, Great-grandmother. Dad knows some people too."

Samuel then said to Isabel, "Isabel, I know you and my uncle are getting a divorce, so I don't want to become a link between you, giving him an excuse to bother you because of me."

You can never truly know what's in someone's heart.

A person's outward appearance doesn't always reflect their inner self, and vice versa.

Some people are exactly as they seem, while others are not.

Samuel, however, hadn't been negatively influenced by Catherine; he was more like his father.

She had no issues with Leon Langley.

They were only Blackwells by marriage and wouldn't give her a hard time over her situation with Adrian.

At most, they just didn't speak much.

Adrian cut her off coldly. "What, are we all supposed to walk on eggshells around you just because you're still hung up on Harold Reed?"

Catherine's face changed drastically.

Harold was a taboo subject.

Even the elder Mrs. Blackwell had referred to him as "that person," but Adrian had said his name directly.

She instinctively looked at Leon Langley. "I'm not…"

But she didn't know how to explain herself. The few words caught in her throat, and she couldn't continue.

Leon's face was impassive. He said nothing.

Adrian continued, "This isn't about you right now. Samuel is Grandmother's great-grandson, isn't he? Shouldn't she have a say in his affairs?"