âDid you see him?â
âNo.â The woman spoke softly.
Bertha frowned slightly, her voice tinged with concern. âWell, now that he found you, why wonât you see him? I know youâve always cared about him.â
The womanâs voice grew somber. âI donât know how to face him, nor do I want to hear anything about his family. Heâs successful, and I can see him on the financial news sometimes. Thatâs enough for me.â
Bertha sighed. âIf you were really content, you wouldnât be losing sleep and calling me in the middle of the night to talk. Marlinie, you know, besides your son, that man from the Howard family has been looking for you too. He still cares about you, and you care about him too, right?â
The womanâs tone turned sarcastic. âHe cares about me? If he did, would he marry another woman so easily? Donât cover for him!â
âBut I heard that their marriage has been in name only for a long time. A few years ago, he sent her to live alone in Howard Mountain Villa by the river, and she canât ever return.â.
The woman remained silent. âTheir affairs have nothing to do with me anymore.â
Bertha knew further persuasion would be futile. âAlright, I wonât push. In a few days, the situation here will be sorted out, and I can come see you. We can talk then.â
The woman hummed in agreement. âDid you help with Leaâs homework?â
âShe only finished one of the assignments you gave her. Sheâs been quite cranky lately. Itâs been causing me a lot of worry.â
The woman reassured her. âDonât worry, Lea is a good kid. She wonât disappoint you when she grows up. But that stepdaughter of your husbandâs is not so easy to handle. Be careful.â
Bertha paused. She was touched and comforted by her friendâs concern. âYeah, I know. I will.â
âI told you that itâs not easy being a stepmother, yet you married a man whoâs always in trouble for love.â
âAnd you, werenât you also driven by love?â
On both ends of the phone line, the two friends sighed in unison, then hung up:
Ah, love was the greatest trial in every womanâs life.
After hanging up, Bertha realized that her husband and stepdaughter were nowhere in sight and hurried off.
When Sophia and her father returned to their table, only Marcus and Lea were still eating. Tristanâs seat was empty.
âMarcus, whereâs Tristan?â Sophia asked, puzzled.
Marcus shrugged. âWent to the restroom again.â
Sophia became more suspicious.
Marcus was always concerned about Tristanâs safety; he even wanted to accompany him to the restroom earlier. He only relaxed when Lea went with him.
Why was he now okay with Tristan going to the restroom alone? Wasnât he worried that the boy might wander off?
Sophia laughed awkwardly. âWhatâs up with Tristan today? Why is he going to the restroom so often? Is he not feeling well?â
Marcus replied, âProbably drank too much juice.â
Hearing this, Sophia glanced at the nearly empty glass of juice at Tristanâs seat and decided that it made sense.
During their conversation, Thaddeus had already returned to his seat, his face stern.