Not His Type Of Mate
Chapter 162

Maddison's POV

We were all sitting in the dining room, eating breakfast in silence. Nora was sitting across from me, my mother by her side, and Julius by my side, while everyone concentrated on their food and ate humbly. Until my mother cleared her throat, and we all raised our heads to look at her. She smiled softly and turned to look at Julius, who was staring at her and eating his food at the same time. "Julius," she called, and Julius raised a brow. "Yes, grandma," he replied, and my mother smiled. "What's your favorite color?" I wondered why she would be asking such a question while we were eating, but I realized Julius was okay with it and he even smiled.

He dropped his spoon and crossed his arms. "I like blue," he said after thinking for a while, and my mother looked a bit surprised. "Blue? Why blue?" She asked, and Julius smiled. He picked up his spoon again and started eating. "Because it's the color of my favorite football club. I like blue," he said, and my mother frowned. "How old are you again?" She asked. She seemed to be surprised by his way of talking, as if he was a mature kid when he was only four. Julius smiled and munched gently on his food, making my mother wait with amusement in her eyes. "I'm four. I turned four a few days ago," he said, and my mother gasped.

"You are just four, and you can speak this fluently? You are so smart and eloquent at four!" She exclaimed and turned to face Nora, who also looked at her and smiled. "How is this possible? How come he is so smart?" She asked, still showing how shocked she was. Nora chuckled. "He has a very fast growth. He grew faster than his mates, and by the seventh month, he was already walking well. Before he was a year old, he could already speak very well and eloquently. It was surprising, and it makes me wonder how he became this smart." Nora explained, and my mother turned to face Julius again, still looking surprised. "I guess it's because of his gift,," Nora added, and my mother turned to face her again. "What gift is that?" She asked curiously, but Nora could only shake her head. "I don't know yet. I've been trying to replace that out too, but I don't have an idea yet," she replied and sighed. "I think it should be the gift of speed... I'm not sure about that, though," She added, and my mother nodded, understanding her. I listened to them talk, and I was angry. I felt my blood boiling, and I resented Nora for not letting me be part of my son's childhood. I wanted to see him when he was just a toddler, I wanted to see him when he started walking, when he first started speaking, the day he was born, the day he first attended school, the day he did everything in his life. I wanted to witness everything, but Nora denied me that opportunity, just because she hated me. I clenched my fist and lowered my head a little. Please visit Job n Ib.com and search the book title to read the entire book for free. I turned to look at Julius and saw him looking back at me. He must have noticed that I wasn't happy with something, and I was angry, but he beamed a smile at me and dropped his spoon. "Tell me, Dad, what's your gift?" He asked, and I sighed. I was angry, but hearing his voice somehow soothed my worries and made me feel pleased again. "Oh! I know, healing, right? That was why you were able to heal me after the surgery then." He said jokingly, and I laughed. "So, what's your dad's gift? I mean Grandpa?" He asked, looking all curious and ready to learn more about me.

I smiled. "My father's ability is seeing visions. He had the gift of seeing visions, and he was quite good at it," I said to him, and his eyes lit up. He opened his mouth for a while before he closed it back and clapped. "This is wonderful! Grandpa was that great? How I wish I had met him. Such a great gift he had." He exclaimed with a big smile on his face and nodded his head as he turned to face my mother. "Grandma, what's your gift? Tell me your gift, too." He said, and my mother smiled. She stopped eating and turned to face me before she returned her gaze to Julius and revealed a heartier smile. "My gift?" She asked, and Julius nodded. "Yes, your gift. Dad told me Grandpa's was seeing visions. So, what's yours? I want to know too." He asked, and my mother laughed. She seemed to be entertained by the way Julius spoke to her and his tone.

"Well... My ability is mind reading. I can read the minds of others. Not all the time, though, and not everything the person is thinking, but I can read some of it. Whatever it is, I can read it." She explained, and I saw Julius gasp. He covered his mouth as his eyes widened in surprise. He looked at me as if he wanted me to tell him it was a lie, but I did not, and he gasped again. "You can read minds?" He asked again, and my mother nodded with a bigger smile on her face. Seeing how surprised Julius was about the mind- reading ability pleased her and made her proud. "I can read everything about others if I pay full attention. Isn't that amazing?" My mom asked, and Julius nodded his head in agreement.

He was quiet for a while as he stared at my mother with respect in his eyes. He looked at both Nora and me and smiled. “Grandpa had the vision gift, grandma has the gift of reading minds, my dad has the gift of healing, and my mother has the gift of healing too. But, I don't think I will have the same gift as my parents. Mine might be different." He said and smiled. Nora cleared her throat and nodded. "Yes, you can always have another gift, and we will be glad to help you through it. You might not have the same ability as ours, and you might not have the same ability as grandpa or grandma." Nora explained to him, but he only picked up his spoon and started eating as if he wasn't the one Nora was talking to.

I stared at him for a while before I looked at Nora, who looked sad. She looked pained, and I knew it was because of how Julius treated her. We all ate in silence, with no one saying anything throughout the meal. After the food, Nora stood up and went upstairs. I watched her leave and stood up to follow her because I knew she wasn't okay. I didn't want to follow her, but my mind was with her, and it kept bothering me. I entered the room and was shocked to see her crying, but she wiped her tears the moment I entered the room and turned her back to me. I walked over to her and thought about hugging her to comfort her, but was that right? I thought about it for a while and decided to hug her, but I stopped myself at the last minute, turned around, and left.