Why the Crocodile Tears (by Flower Sock) novel Chapter 249

Gregory’s hand froze mid–air when his fingers grasped nothing. Slowly drawing back his hand, he asked, “Are you hungry? I’ll have Bella whip something up for you.‘

Anathea’s expression remained impassive. “I don’t want to see you”

“What do you feel like having?” Gregory probed gently.

Anathea’s brows furrowed. “I want you out of this room.”

“How about oatmeal? The doctor said you needed to stick to a nutritious diet.”

Anathea’s temper flared. “I said I don’t want to see you right now! Get out!”

“Very well. I’ll bring up some oatmeal for you.” Gregory rose after saying this and headed toward the door.

Just as he reached the door, Anathea spoke up. “Gregory.”

He halted his steps and gave her an expectant look over his shoulders. “Something you’d like to tell me?”

“There’s no point in you behaving like this,” she snapped icily.

They knew very well that he had leverage against her. So even if he continued to ignore her and left her to her own devices, she wouldn’t make a scene.

After all, why would someone beyond disappointed have the urge to throw tantrums?

But Gregory just had to show up in front of Anathea and ask about her well–being. His gentle and caring demeanor was nothing more than a big joke to her.

He’d already hurt her, and the ugly scar left behind by his cruelty would never go away, no matter what he did to make it up to her.

Having him around only reminded her of the scar from when he’d sliced through her heart. It agonized her.

He was the last thing she wanted to see.

However, Gregory responded to Anathea’s sullenness with only a warm, “I remember you like strawberries. I’ll wash them and bring them up to you.”

Rendered speechless by his unflappable behavior, Anathea turned her head to the side, refusing to look at him any longer.

A smile curved Gregory’s lips. As he withdrew his gaze, sadness flickered in his eyes, and he left the room. When he was reaching the bottom of the steps, he saw Xander standing at the stairwell entry.

“Dad, is Mom feeling better?” Xander asked in concern.

“Yes.” Gregory nodded.

“Great! I’ll see her now!” Xander was about to go upstairs to see Anathea, only for Gregory to stop him.

“She only just got better and needs rest. Don’t disturb her,” Gregory said.

Upon hearing this, Xander nodded in understanding. He produced a beautiful medal from his pocket. Beaming, he said, “I got a medal for first place in an equestrian competition! Could you pass this to Mom for me, Dad?”

He was excited to share his joy and accomplishment with Anathea

Unfortunately, she’d fallen ill. He’d wanted to look after her, but Cyrus had told him that Gregory would be displeased with him if he didn’t go to school right now. In the end, Xander had come to Gregory tentatively to ask for this favor.

Gregory glanced at the medal in Xander’s hand. The ordinary engraving aside, the medal wasn’t made from pure gold nor inlaid

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with expensive gemstones.

“Dad?” Xander prompted a little urgently. “Please?”

“Got it.” Gregory took the medal from Xander.

“Yay!” Xander cheered, happily slinging his little backpack over his shoulders before heading to school..

Gregory watched as Xander bounded out of sight and pursed his lips. He then shoved the medal into his pocket before continuing to head downstairs.

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