Chapter 78
Matilda shivered slightly as she spoke to Yvan’s mother, Violet, with a cool
detachment, “Mrs. Boyd, I don’t think we’re close enough to call each other’s name like that.”
Logan immediately stepped to Matilda’s side, his eyes wary as he watched Violet. His guarded look sent a chill through Violet’s heart; her grandson seemed to harbor deep resentment towards the Boyd family.
Violet let out a helpless smile that masked more emotions than Matilda could decipher; she had no idea if the former still hated her or was feeling guilty.
Violet said, “The feuds between us…shouldn’t involve the kid. Matilda, I don’t expect you to end up with my son, but Logan is indeed Yvan’s boy. Could you perhaps teach him to let go of some of that distance?”
A mother’s plea for her son – how “moving“.
And what about her? Why was everyone always asking things of her, never considering what they themselves might have done wrong?
Matilda’s eyes reddened as she looked up sharply, her voice tinged with sarcasm, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Boyd, but the feuds between us indeed have nothing to do with the kid. However, Logan was born while I was in lockup; he’s unrelated to Yvan, and there’s no question of any feud.”
Violet walked down the steps, ordering a servant to take the things from Matilda’s hands. Matilda didn’t resist, handing over the bag of snacks to the servant, and then turned to Logan, “I’ve brought you your favorite Pippilo tales, along with those snacks you love.”
“Wow!”
Logan was thrilled, not even minding Violet’s complex expression, “I’m so happy! Mommy, can you come to see me more often?”
Matilda’s hand on his head trembled slightly, “Mommy’s got a lot of work…but I’ll surely come whenever I can.”
Behind her, Gideon stepped forward with a smile for his little nephew, “Don’t worry, I’ll take you out for some fun.”
“Hmph, I don’t want Uncle Gideon.” Logan pouted, his features strikingly similar to Yvan’s, “I just want Mommy.”
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Violet watched the family banter at the doorstep, feeling like an outsider. Her own grandson she might never grow close to him.
With that thought, Violet spoke again, “Matilda, if you have some time, you could stay here for a while.”
This was her biggest compromise, hoping that by having Matilda stay and care for Logan, he would integrate into the Boyd family more quickly.
But Matilda just let out a soft laugh, one that seemed laced with disdain, “Stay? I’m sorry, Mrs. Boyd, but if it weren’t for Logan, I couldn’t stand being in this house for one more second.”
Violet’s face paled at the blunt words, “Matilda, are you blaming me…”
Matilda’s sharp interruption cut through Violet’s words, “Mrs. Boyd, Yvan and I were divorced five years ago. We severed ties. Please, don’t try to manipulate me with kinship or past affections. I cannot accept it!”
She couldn’t accept it!
The hatred in her eyes made Violet hesitate to say another word.
Matilda let go of Logan, seemingly ready to leave.
Violet followed, her well–maintained composure betraying her age.
Matilda turned back, her eyes red, as she looked at Violet.
Knowing that Matilda was showing her consideration, Violet caught up and called out, “Matilda, is there any chance for you and Yvan?”
“Mrs. Boyd, please don’t push me,” Matilda didn’t turn around. She had refused to call Violet by her name since her return; such a daughter–in–law, she once was Violet’s pride.
Matilda lifted her head as Gideon took her hand and spoke for her, “Mrs. Boyd, my sister and I are truly unable to accept your generosity. Please don’t bother to even persuade anything.”
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