I Was His Wife, Then His Widow, Then No One's But My Own novel Chapter 331

Nora Newman only saw the missed calls from Cassie Fletcher when she returned home.

She froze for a moment. Ever since their last argument, Cassie hadn't initiated a single call, and Nora hadn't reached out either.

The fact that her daughter hadn't contacted her for so long meant she was safe, which was the most important thing.

Nora wouldn't hover over her with meticulous care like she used to, but she wouldn't miss her daughter's important events either. If Cassie needed her, Nora would fulfill her legal responsibilities until the girl turned eighteen.

Seeing so many missed calls, Nora feared something urgent had happened and quickly dialed back.

The call connected after a few rings, and Cassie's voice filtered through the speaker. "Mom, have you been really busy lately? Why haven't you called me?"

Cassie sounded pitifully wronged. Hearing it, Nora still felt a faint tug at her heartstrings. "Yeah, I've been a bit busy. What's wrong?"

Cassie hesitated for a second. "Can't I call you even if nothing's wrong? I miss you, Mom. I really want some Peach Glazed Pastries. Could you buy some and come see me?"

Nora was stunned by her daughter's soft, pleading tone.

It had been a long time since her daughter had spoken to her like that.

She remembered when Cassie first learned to talk, how she used to follow Nora around every day, clinging to her waist and calling for her mom. Nora took her everywhere. That period after Finnegan Fletcher passed away had been the happiest time of Nora's life.

Thank God she had her daughter by her side.

But later, everything had changed.

Nora let out a silent sigh. "Okay, wait for me at home."

Cassie agreed and ended the call.

Nora crouched down, wrapping her arms around Cassie before heading upstairs. "Mm."

Cassie felt a pang of discomfort.

Her mom didn't say she missed her back.

But Cassie didn't dwell on it. Even if her mom didn't say it out loud, she knew her mom definitely missed her deep down.

Cassie squirmed to be put down. "Mom, give me the pastries. I want to put them in the fridge to chill. They say it tastes better that way."

Suspecting nothing, Nora handed her the boxes and ruffled her hair. "But you can't eat too much. Only one small piece at a time."

Cassie nodded vigorously and nudged Nora forward. "Mom, go upstairs and wait for me in my room."