“That’s not what I meant, Mom.”
Madeleine didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “I just think it’s
strange. Could the Madeleine from the past have been a
different person?”
She didn’t know how to explain words like “soul possession” or
“soul transmigration” to her mother, so she could only explain it
vaguely.
Who knew that Clarissa understood even more than she did.
“Tch, you’re just trying to say your body was taken over, like in
one of those Time Travel genre stories, aren’t you?”
“Huh?
Mom, you even know about this stuff.”
“Of course. In the past few years, your mom here has watched
plenty of the novels and TV shows that young people like.”
Madeleine put her hand to her forehead.
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It seems the country’s cultural industry has really flourished these past few years.
Clarissa sighed and said, “I know what you’re thinking, but
Maddie, a mother can still tell if you’re her daughter or not.”
Madeleine’s eyelid twitched.
So what Mom meant was, for the past eight years, I was still
me?
“But Mom, didn’t you say I’ve changed in a lot of ways, like my
tastes and my style…”
“You did change, but… hmm, how do I say this… it doesn’t feel
like you changed because you wanted to. It’s hard to explain
over the phone.”
She heard her dad on the other end, urging her mom to go for a
walk, so her mom quickly told Madeleine not to overthink it.
“It’s okay, honey. In a few days, bring Roderick and Kev over for
dinner, and Mom will have a proper chat with you then.”
Click. The call ended.
Madeleine clutched her phone, a million questions running
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through her head.
What were her parents in such a rush for?
Wait, that’s not right. The main reason I called was to ask what
gift to bring for Owen. I didn’t get a single important thing done.
The thought of how that other version of her could be so cruel
to her own parents made Madeleine nervous.
Maybe I should just try to get out of it.
I’ll just say I’m not feeling well and have Roderick take the kid by
himself.
But that really wasn’t Madeleine’s style!
She was desperate to know what exactly had happened over
the past few years, and who that person who existed for eight
years really was.
At the same time, she also wanted to know who she had hurt
during those years. She had to make it up to them.
“Madeleine, oh Madeleine, from now on you’re not a softie,
you’re a piece of peanut brittle!
The kind that can’t be stomped on or crushed!”
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After changing her clothes and going downstairs, Madeleine
saw Kirsten and Roy carrying some gift boxes out of the house.
Madeleine took a look and saw they were all gift sets, with
things like royal jelly, Whiskey, and luxury wellness hampers.
Ricki was pretty thoughtful, actually remembering to prepare
gifts for his elders.
Just as she was about to go over and say she wanted to
contribute something too, Madeleine heard Kirsten scolding:
“Sir, honestly, why didn’t you tell us sooner about such huge
news, that your wife is pregnant?
That way I could have prepared more traditional health
supplements.”
Madeleine tripped over her own feet and nearly fell flat on her
face.
Who!
Who’s pregnant!
?
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Roderick heard the noise and walked over, taking a couple of
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steps to steady Madeleine.
“Are the shoes uncomfortable?”
“No…”
“Then it must be the carpet. Kirsten, let’s replace the carpet
tomorrow.”
Kirsten agreed and continued tidying up the gift boxes on the
table.
Madeleine quickly grabbed Roderick. “Who’s pregnant?”
Roderick’s eyes darkened slightly. Before he could speak, the
little guy poked his head over.
“Mommy, Grandma’s pregnant. I’m going to have a little brother
or a little sister.”
“You’ve got the titles wrong.”
Roderick tapped Kevin’s head lightly with two fingers. “You
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