The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 589

“You’ll always be his godmother. That won’t change.”

But deep down, Catherine couldn’t help but think, *Forget Lorinda—Lanny’s close to forgetting his own mother.*

Sometimes, Lance would stay overnight in her room, claiming he needed to help take care of Lanny. Yet most mornings, by the time Catherine woke, Lance had already whisked the baby downstairs.

Other than nursing, Catherine barely got to hold her child. Lanny was almost always with Lance, or being fussed over by Alexa and Susan.

“Your mother’s coming over,” Harrell said suddenly, breaking the silence.

Catherine and Lorinda glanced outside. Latonia was already making her way across the drive toward the car.

Instantly, Lorinda released Catherine, nudging Harrell out the door before he was fully ready. Harrell had just opened the door and was stepping out when Lorinda’s shove sent him crashing to his knees. He glanced back at her just as she exited the car.

“Lorinda!” Latonia’s voice rang out, catching sight of Harrell on his knees at Lorinda’s feet.

Instead of scrambling up, Harrell stayed where he was, wearing a look of fragile vulnerability that practically invited sympathy.

“Mom, it’s not what it looks like!” Lorinda blurted out. “He wouldn’t let me out of the car, so I had to push him—and he just fell over!”

Latonia was torn—she knew Lorinda was being a bit much, but couldn’t bring herself to scold her daughter.

“Harrell, get up. These things can’t be forced. Please drive safe on your way home.”

Harrell got to his feet, dusting off the twin smears of mud staining his immaculate black slacks. “I’m sorry. I’m not asking for Lorinda to remarry me—I just want to see Jasper.”

Latonia glanced at her daughter.

“I’ll set up regular visits for Jasper,” Lorinda said, biting back her frustration. “We can work out a schedule later. Now please—just go.”

Catherine’s eyes widened in realization. She was sharper than Lorinda—she’d always suspected Harrell had his own agenda for getting tangled in the Lee family’s mess. Still, she hadn’t guessed that what he wanted was Lorinda herself.

“What’s wrong?” Harrell asked, feigning innocence. “You don’t approve?”

“Not at all.” Catherine smiled faintly. “It’s just that Lorinda has pretty strong views about never marrying again. Still, if she ever changes her mind, she has my full support.”

Glancing over her shoulder, she watched as Lorinda went inside, linking arms with Davis and Latonia. Owen struggled along behind the trio, hefting Jasper awkwardly.

Inside the villa, Latonia’s voice was gentle but firm. “Lorinda, even if you won’t remarry Harrell, he still has the right to see Jasper.”

Davis nodded his agreement. “You’ve only just come home. We don’t like the thought of you getting remarried so soon, but that doesn’t mean we should treat others unfairly. Let Harrell come by and visit Jasper regularly.”

Even though Lorinda had always insisted it was Harrell’s fault—that he’d gotten cold feet after the wedding, asked for the divorce, and that she’d simply ‘lied’—her family believed her without question.