Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 942

A wave of realization washed over Mason.

"It would avoid a lot of family drama, too. Professional care isn't necessarily worse than family care, as long as the oversight is good and the pay is right.

Most elderly people live like that nowadays anyway. To be honest, a lot of them prefer not to live with their kids—the generation gap just sparks arguments.

Unless, of course, the family can't afford the help."

"Exactly. It's settled then," Mira said.

The heavy knot between Mason's brows finally unraveled. His biggest fear had always been that his wife and mother would never get along, turning his home into a daily warzone.

"For now, no matter what Rachel does, you and Daisy just need to keep up the basic courtesies.

Send your greetings during the holidays, drop by for a visit when you can. Even during Daisy's postpartum recovery, let your mom know what's happening.

Whether Rachel visits or asks about the baby is entirely up to her.

Go home and tell Daisy not to take it personally.

Grandma Eleanor and I have tried talking to Rachel multiple times, but she's just incredibly stubborn.

Let's just let it go for now."

"I understand. We'll do our part," Mason replied.

Mason stood up, ready to head out, but a sharp knock echoed from the front door.

Master Ellis and Owen, who had been silently eating at the table, exchanged a knowing look.

"They're here."

Since Mason was already on his way out, he opened the door.

"Owen, you heartless bastard! Sera just married your brother, and you have the nerve to tear them apart? You sent your own brother to the police station!

You're just a petty, jealous jerk who can't stand seeing him succeed, aren't you?"

The second the door swung open, Gwen burst into theatrical sobs, hurling insults through her tears.

Mason was completely taken aback. "Where did these psychos come from? Mira, I'll help you throw them out."

Mira hadn't expected Mason to be so fiercely protective.

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