When Ophelia saw that the child who bumped into her was Annie, she was startled.
Sometimes, Ophelia would thought whether that bitch Olive tied Alan because of their child. So, she hated the little face in front of her and glared at her.
âWhat? Do you know this kid?â Mrs. Hoyle asked her with a stranger expression.
Mrs. Hoyle didnât know that the child in front of her was her granddaughter who she had refused to admit because she had never thought of admitting Oliveâs child to her family, so she had never cared.
It wasnât surprising that she didnât know what the child looked like.
Ophelia didnât know if it was Alan who bought this child here. She didnât dare to act rashly and she didnât want the old woman meet the child. She shook her head and said, âI donât know her. Mother, letâs go.â
From behind her, Annie said, âAuntie Ophelia, you are a hypocrite.â
Mrs. Hoyle frowned. When she looked back, the child had already hopped away. Following her direction, she saw her two sons sitting at a table with the women she didnât agree with; they were chatting and laughing. Especially when the child returned to them, they seemed happier. Alan looked at the child with a soft gaze, and even carried her to sit at his thighs, talking to her ears.
Even she had never seen how the child looked like, in this situation, Mrs. Hoyle could already understand who that child was.
Opheliaâs face changed and wanted to explain something, yet Mrs. Hoyle already walked over to that table. She didnât know whether she should follow or not.
The arrival of Mrs. Hoyle obviously disturbed the warm atmosphere at the table. The two sons greeted her, Olive smiled at her, and Chloe snorted coldly without even looking at her.
Alan touched his daughterâs head, âBaby, call grandma.â
Olive had no objection. Mrs. Hoyle was Annieâs grandmother, so she should be called grandma. Even if she didnât admit the child as her granddaughter, she was still Alanâs mother.
But Chloe didnât think so, âAnnie, no. She doesnât even admit you as her granddaughter, itâs not necessary.â
But Annie still jumped off her dadâs lap and walked to Mrs. Hoyle. She said, âI know you donât like me and mommy, but you are daddyâs mother. I like dad, so at our first meeting, I still have to greet you. Hi grandma!â
Mrs. Hoyle originally thought that the child who raised in such family would have the usual kidâs temper, but the little girl before her was generous. She was young but not timid. She even dared to look directly into her eyes and talk. Her face was likable too.
She didnât know whether she should answer or continue with her cold face.
At this moment, Ophelia had armed herself and walked over, âWhat a coincidence. You guys are eating here too.â
Chloe sneered, âDo we disappoint you? Buddha doesnât bless you to kill us as weâre still alive before your eyes.â
Opheliaâs face didnât change, âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
âYou donât know? Then continue to pretend. Letâs see how long youâre going to pretend.â Chloe put down her chopsticks loudly. âIâm full. Waiter, takeaway.â
They were enjoying their dinner before. She didnât expect to feel pissed nearing the end. She felt upset seeing this woman.
Seeing her acting this way, Olive gently shook her head. It was not worth it to get angry, The waiter came over and packed a few untouched dishes into boxes, then Alan paid the bill.
Aoba glared at Ophelia, âOphelia, Iâve treated you as a sister for more than 20 years. I hope this matter has nothing to do with you.â
Ophelia stared at Olive and Chloe angrily, and sneered, âYou two are good at driving. It was you guys who donât drive carefully, but you blame others. You turn things upside down. How shameless.â
Chloe wasnât angry but laughed, âWho ask you to have too many previous convictions. You are the most suspicious and had the best motives. You earn nothing from my death, but if Olive dies, youâll think you have a chance. But Miss Meyer, I think you havenât accepted the reality. Alan Hoyle doesnât love you, not even a little bit. Heâs now Oliveâs husbandâa rightful one. Youâre just a shameless third person, a shameful third person who ruined their marriage.â
âOlive is the one who is a shameless third person. She steal my fiancé.â Ophelia flushed with anger.
She wanted to jump at her to destroy this womanâs mouth.
Chloe sneered disdainfully, âThen let me ask Miss Meyer. When Alan and Olive was dating, where were you? You guys didnât even have a relation. Oh, yes, I forgot. Childhood friends. You guys grew up together. But did Alan have a good time with you? Was he your boyfriend? I think youâre delusional. If you are, you should go to hospital and have a check. Not only you had destroyed their relationship, you even shamelessly claimed to be his first wife. Iâve seen shameless people, but not as shameless as you. I think youâre annoying and should stay far away. Donât embarrass yourself here. What a waste of breath talking to you.â
Chloeâs sharp-mouth was notoriously top-notch. As soon as she used the sword in her mouth, it would definitely the most painful place.
It could be said that Aoba was seriously had submitted to her. No wonder his mother was very pissed at her until she fainted; no wonder she always stamped at his foot with anger every time they quarreled. Her mouth was born a winner.
Ophelia was speechless by her words. She couldnât even butt in. In the end, she had to cry for help from Mrs. Hoyle, âMother, even Aoba has such woman to bully me.â
Alan simply said, âSheâs only telling the truth.â
Mrs. Hoyleâs face had turned upset too. âAlan, Aoba, follow me.â
âIf you have anything to say, just say it here,â the two brothers said in unison.
Olive was tactful and held on Annie. âChloe and I will go outside and wait for you guys.â
âNo need.â Alanâs palm wrapped her other hand, transferring warmth.
âCanât even a mother say a few words to you guys?â Mrs. Hoyle was furious and her hand covered her chest unconsciously in panicked.
Upon seeing this, Ophelia graciously stroked her back. âMother, donât get worked up. Donât get angry.â
Annie silently poured a glass of water and handed it over. Big round eyes stared at her like a clear spring water.
Mrs. Hoyle was taken aback. While she was thinking should she received it or not, Ophelia pushed the child away. âGo away. Who ask you to act?â
The water spilled on Annie. Alanâs eyes immediately darkened and he swung a slap so loud. In an instant, five fingers print was printed on her delicate face.
Chloe really felt satisfied by the slap. She truly deserved that and she should have gotten it since a long time ago. Who didnât know that Annie was Alanâs dearly loved person.
Ophelia obviously didnât believe that she had been hit. After a long time, she finally spoke, âAlan, did you hit me?â
âOphelia Meyer, thereâs a limit to my patience for you.â Alanâs whole person was cold that even Mrs.
Hoyle couldnât help by tremble. She watched him pick up his daughter and hold on Olive in one hand, he walked out of their sight without a word.
Aoba also took Chloeâs hand. When he passed his mother, he stopped for a moment. âMother, even if you donât like adults, children are innocent. And you could see that sis-in-law has never taught her child to hate you. Unlike some people who are great at being an instigator.â
Walking out of the restaurant, Alanâs family doctor and driver were waiting by the door.
âMadam, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?â
âIâm fine.â Mrs. Hoyle waved her hand weakly and got into the car. She leaned back on the seat quietly.
Ophelia couldnât help being furious, âMother, Aoba and Alan ignore you more and more because of those two women.â
She wanted the old woman to feel deeply that her sonsâ rebellion against their mother was because of Olive and Chloe. With this, the old womanâs hatred towards those two would increase.
But she didnât know that the innocent pair of eyes kept flashing behind Mrs. Hoyleâs eyes. The cup of warm water had moved her heart and she didnât know why. But she felt that if Ophelia hadnât pushed her away, maybe she would have received it.
This time, she also felt that Ophelia was being too much.
She didnât understand. Shouldnât she hate that child too? Didnât she had been rejecting the child? How could she turn soft with a word âgrandmaâ and a cup of warm water?
Had she been alone for too long?
She sighed deeply. âOphelia, let mother rest for a while.â
Even though Opheliaâs resentment in her heart was overwhelming, as soon as she heard the words, she fell silent and pursed her lips.
The doctor glanced back, âMadam, if you feel sick, I can examine you first.â
âNo. I know my own body.â She was tired, physically and mentally.
Her sons had grown up. Their wings were strong now. She couldnât control them anymore.
Sometimes she wondered had she really done wrong. Both of her sons already said that it was her who had forced them to leave.
Wasnât her force was for their goodness?
Olive Steele had ever said a sentence that explained the bottom of her heart. She said that everything she did was because she loved her sons deeply and considered the best future for her children as a mother.
In the other side, Alan went to a childrenâs clothing store and bought a set of clothes for Annie to change.
âBaby, were you scared just now?â He was afraid of leaving a shadow on the child.
Annie shook her head. âNo. But I hate that auntie.â
Chloe cooed next to her, âNext time use your Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms to slap her.â
âEnough. Donât teach the kid bad things.â Olive shot her a blank look, then turned to Alan. âHoney, your motherâs complexion doesnât look so good. How about the two of you go back and see her? Talk to her a bit. Donât clash as soon as you guys meet.â
âDonât worry. She has doctor and will take care of her.â
Aoba also said, âMy mother canât turn back. Itâs useless to talk nice with her. Like what my sister has said, just let her be.â
Em⦠Olive was a little surprised. What kind of daughter was she?