The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 39

Madeline went downstairs. Seraphina was sitting on the sofa and offered her a polite smile.

"Madeline, you weren't hurt the other night, were you?"

"I'm fine."

"That stubborn boy finally showed a little conscience by looking out for you."

Seeing Susan bring in a tray of tea, Seraphina waved her off. "Forget the tea. I'm going upstairs to check on York."

"The hospital called to tell me he insisted on discharging himself. I have no idea what possessed him."

"Why did I have to raise such a stubborn brat?"

Seraphina shook her head. Madeline just listened quietly without responding.

Seraphina soon got up and headed upstairs.

York was lounging in bed, looking entirely too relaxed, though he still looked pale and sick.

Seraphina sat on the edge of the bed and gave him a once-over, unable to see the actual wound.

"Felicity told me the stab wound was very deep. If it's deep, you shouldn't be pushing yourself. Tell me the truth, did you rush back to the Manor just to hide from Felicity?"

York raised an eyebrow, his tone steady.

"She isn't the plague. I paid for this house with my own money, and I'll come back whenever I want."

His dismissive tone immediately set Seraphina off.

"Speak to me properly. Stop brushing off your own mother."

"Do you know Felicity caught a fever again last night? She had nightmares all night in that house. When the maid called to tell me, your father and I couldn't sleep a wink."

Just thinking about it made Seraphina frustrated.

Hearing this, York's faint smirk didn't waver.

"Felicity is a bit spoiled, sure, but she's just a naive girl. I don't care if you're trying to win Madeline back or what twisted game you're playing, but you are not allowed to take your anger out on Felicity."

Thinking of the endless tension between Madeline and Felicity, Seraphina felt a massive headache coming on.

She glared sharply at her son.

If he hadn't married Madeline after one single date and then randomly vanished to San Francisco, would their lives be this messy?

Sons truly existed just to torment their mothers.

"Since when have I been taking my anger out on her?"

York spun Madeline's bracelet around his fingers, his dark eyes shadowed and completely unreadable.

"She's an adult. If she doesn't move out, is she supposed to bring her boyfriends home under your nose forever? Besides, our drivers didn't quit, and she hasn't moved to space. It's not like you'll never see her again."

"You!" Seraphina gasped, her chest heaving in anger. "What is wrong with you? You used to be so close with Felicity. You grew up together, and you even said you'd marry her once! How could you just..."