Blair stood up and walked out.In the kitchen, Mable was crouched on the ground, picking up a broken bowl.It had been a long time since she cooked, and her movements were a bit rusty. She accidentally dropped the bowl on the floor.“Mommy, are you okay?” Spike also ran out when he heard the noise.“I’m fine. Go back to your room and lie down. Don’t come out again.”After coaxing Spike back into the room, Mable turned around and saw that Blair had stood behind her at some point. He stared at her expressionlessly.Mable was startled.Blair had one hand in his pocket and said coldly, “I’m warning you. Don’t have any ideas about my son!”Mable’s tone was equally cold. “Spike is my son, too!”The two’s eyes seemed to shoot sparks.Just as the atmosphere was about to reach freezing point, the sound of the kettle came from the kitchen.Mable ignored Blair and quickly walked over to turn off the kettle.She picked up the kettle, poured hot water into the pot, and started to cook.
Mable applied the salve to herself and went to the bedroom to accompany Spike.Spike’s temperature was a bit high, so Mable measured his temperature once in a while and used alcohol-soaked towels to wipe his neck and forehead to bring the temperature down.After Blair finished cooking, Mable fed Spike half the bowl and let him take some medicine.Spike felt a bit drowsy after taking the medicine.Mable rubbed his head and said gently, “Take a nap, Spike.”Spike pulled his mother’s hand, asking pitifully, “Mommy, will you leave if I fall asleep?”Mable squeezed his hand, her heart aching. “No, I’ll be right here with you. I’ll be here even when you wake up.”Spike nodded. Feeling reassured, he closed his eyes to sleep.Blair stood at the door and looked at Mable sitting by the bed, his expression dark.As if sensing the gaze at the door, Mable lifted her head and looked at Blair.She remembered what her brother said. Blair imprisoned her, tortured her, and forced her to carry
Solomon followed behind Tracey and was puzzled when he saw Blair sitting on the sofa. “Master Blair?”There was supposed to be an important meeting this afternoon. Why was Blair in the hotel?Solomon then looked at Mable with a strange gaze.Blair looked at Tracey, hugging Mable in tears, and turned to look at Solomon. “Did you bring her here?”Solomon cleared his throat. “Tracey found out that we found Mable and couldn’t wait to see her...”Mable gently pushed away the woman hugging her, and frowned slightly. “Miss, can you calm down?”“Mabes?”Tracey wiped her tears and held Mable’s hand. “Mabes, don’t you remember me? I’m Tracey Fowler. We were very close before.”“Tracey Fowler...” Mable muttered the name and shook her head in confusion.She could not remember anything.“Mabes.”Tracey looked at her sadly. Although Solomon told her about Mable’s condition through the phone, she still found it hard to accept when she saw it with her own eyes.Mable pointed to Blair and a
In Muller Manor.Jeremiah returned home after getting off work early.Unexpectedly, he saw that Mable was still not back yet.He picked up his phone and called the driver to ask about Mable’s whereabouts.When he heard that Mable went to Saint Rosa Hotel after leaving the hospital, he immediately guessed that she had gone to see Blair.Jeremiah frowned deeply, his heart somewhat worried.Now Mable knew of her relationship with Blair and that they had a seven-year-old child together. Since she went to find them, if the people around Blair talked to her, then...“Unc...”Lemon’s childish voice interrupted Jeremiah’s thoughts.Jeremiah looked up to see a servant carrying Lemon in from the garden.Lemon looked at his uncle and reached out for a hug.“Let Uncle Jeremiah hold you.” A gentle light appeared on Jeremiah’s face as he stood up and took Lemon from the servant.Lemon sat on his lap and played with his tie, her little legs swinging back and forth.“Mommy...”Jeremiah r
Tracey was just about to explain when Mable’s phone rang.“Sorry, I need to take this.”Mable took out her phone. It was from Jeremiah.“Hey.”Jeremiah’s somewhat anxious voice came from the phone. “Astrid, where are you? Lemon seems to be feeling unwell. She won’t stop crying. Come back and check on her.”Mable immediately felt anxious when she heard that Lemon was unwell, and she quickly said, “Okay, I’m coming back now.”She hung up the phone and stood up. “Sorry, but something came up. I need to go.”“Oh, Mabes...”Mable suddenly remembered Spike. She promised to stay with him, but she had to leave now...Mable asked the waiter for a pen and paper and wrote a note to Spike. Then, she handed it to Tracey.“Spike is sleeping now. Please pass this to him when he wakes up.”“Okay.” Tracey saw Mable’s anxious expression. Guessing that something must have happened, she did not force Mable to stay.She asked, “Can you give me your number?”“Sure.”Mable exchanged numbers wit
Mable was worried about Lemon and hurriedly rushed back to Muller Manor.Before she entered the house, she heard Lemon’s giggles from inside.Relieved, Mable quickly strode inside, only to see Lemon sitting on a car walker while Jeremiah held a butterfly toy up to tease her...Lemon’s sharp eyes immediately spotted her mother enter and gave up trying to catch the butterfly. She reached out and babbled, calling for her mommy and wanting to be held...“Little Lemon!”Mable rushed over and picked Lemon up.Lemon hugged her mother and pressed her cheek against her face, pointing at the butterfly in Jeremiah’s hand. “Mommy... Unc... Butterfwy...”Mable kissed her cheek. “Good girl.”Jeremiah looked at Mable and said, “Lemon kept crying earlier, so I thought she was unwell. It seems she just misses you after not seeing you all day...”Mable sighed in relief. She thought that Lemon was sick and was worried the whole way back.Thank goodness she was fine.Mable carried Lemon to sit
Soon, Spike’s still-somewhat hoarse voice came from the phone. “Mommy.”“Spike, are you feeling better? I’m sorry. I had an urgent matter and had to leave...”“Don’t worry, Mommy. I’m much better. Aunt Tracey showed me the note you wrote. You left because of something urgent. It’s okay.”Hearing how understanding and considerate Spike was made Mable both relieved and heartbroken.Mable said, “Remember to take your meds after dinner and drink more water. I’ll come to see you again tomorrow.”Spike’s tone became cheerful when he heard that his mother was coming to see him tomorrow. “Okay, Mommy.”After chatting with Spike for a while, Mable hung up the call.Late at night, Mable had just put Lemon to sleep and was ready to head to bed when Jeremiah told her to come to the study, saying he had something to tell her.Mable walked into the room. “What’s wrong?”Jeremiah stared at her, his golden eyes flickering with a dark glint.“Look into my eyes, Astrid.”Mable looked into his
The next day.Early in the morning, Jeremiah went downstairs and saw Mable feeding Lemon breakfast at the dining table. He saw that she did not look well and asked, “You look pale. Did you not rest well last night?”Mable looked at her brother and nodded faintly. “Didn’t you say yesterday you would help me find a lawyer for the divorce case? I hope you can do it as soon as possible.”Jeremiah looked at her and smiled in satisfaction.“It seems like your head has cleared up. Don’t worry, Astrid. I’ll definitely help you fight for custody of Spike.”“Thanks, Jeremiah.”Mable looked at Lemon beside her and smiled. “You’re going to have a brother, sweetheart. Are you happy?”Lemon blinked her innocent eyes and repeated after her mother. “Bwa-der...”Mable corrected her pronunciation. “It’s ‘bro-ther’. Your brother’s name is Hubert Fowler, but his nickname is Spike.”Lemon and Spike. The children’s nicknames sounded quite matching.Lemon did not understand what a ‘brother’ was. Wa