âSantanas are everywhere on the streets. There are several of them in our community!â Maxwell entered, his face grim, looking like someone had killed his family.
âDad, did you have a fight with Mom?â Emmeline asked.
âWhy would I?â
âBut your face looks so terrible, like youâve been angry.â
âIâm not angry. On the other hand, have you been with Abel these past few days?â
âNo!â Emmeline thought, He doesnât even want to see me.
âAre you sure? You really havenât been with Abel?â Kimberly pressed.
âI havenât!â Emmeline was annoyed. âI got a part-time job at RetroWave Advertisements for the summer doing planning!â
âPlease understand us,â Kimberly said with deeply furrowed brows. âYou and Abel really canât be together. Iâm serious.â
âWhere are you getting this from? I havenât even seen Abel at all. Thereâs nothing going on between us!â Emmeline was on the verge of tears. âWhy are you acting so strange today?â
âThen donât blame me for being ruthless when it comes to you and Abel,â Maxwell said.
âBut Mom and Dad, I only want to be with Abel for the rest of my life. I donât want anyone else!â
Emmeline pleaded.
âI just said, the two of you canât be together. Donât hold on to illusions!â Kimberly was getting angry.
âThereâs no problem between Abel and me. Weâre not related by blood, and the law allows it!â
Emmeline shouted.
âI donât care if the law allows it. We donât allow it! I donât want the people in our hometown to gossip!â
Kimberly retorted.
Just as Emmeline was throwing the cotton swab with iodine into the trash can, she noticed a cigarette pack.
She picked up the cigarette pack from the trash can, and an idea hit her.
âMom, Dad! Abel clearly came back. It was him just now. Why did you lie to me?â
âThatâs your dadâs cigarette pack!â
âNo, Dad doesnât smoke this brand!â Emmeline hastily took out her phone and dialed Abelâs number.
âAbel!â
âEmma!â
âYou came back, right? You came home just now!â
âNo, Emma!â
âYouâre lying to me! Youâre all lying to me! I saw you. Because of you, I got hit by a bicycle. Didnât you see!â
âEmma, what are you saying? I really didnât know!â Abel sounded panicked. âAre you injured?â
âDonât pretend anymore. I hate you. Youâre all lying to me!â
âEmma!â Abel called on the other end of the phone.
âI never want to see you again! I know you just donât want to bother with me anymore!â
Emmeline stormed out of the house.
Maxwell followed Emmeline downstairs and asked, âEmma, where are you going?â
âDad, please let me calm down,â Emmeline said tearfully. âI have an important job to do tomorrow, and I wonât go anywhere. Iâll just stay in the garden for a while.â
âLet me accompany you then.â
âNo, Dad, let me be alone for a while. My mind is in chaos.â
âAlright, Iâll wait for you downstairs.â
âNo, you should go back home and be with Mom. Sheâs not in good health. Donât let her worry.â
Bark, bark! The sound of a puppyâs barks came.
It turned out that when Maxwell followed Emmeline downstairs, Seal also ran down with them.
Emmeline bent down and picked up the chubby little pup, holding it in her arms.
âDad, I have Seal with me. I wonât go far. You can relax now.â
Maxwell nodded and returned upstairs.
Emmeline arrived at the community garden, and it was dinner time, so the garden was empty. She sat by the railing in the pavilion, tears streaming down her face.
After returning upstairs, Maxwell received a call from Abel. âUncle Maxwell, is Emma okay?â
âSheâs not seriously hurt. Sheâs sitting in the garden with Seal,â Maxwell replied.
âIâm sorry, Uncle Maxwell. I shouldnât have come back today.â
âI donât blame you, and I understand why you wonât give up,â Maxwell said. âBut Emma was really hit by a bicycle, and she has some scratches on her arm.â
âI didnât see it.â Abel expressed deep regret. âI was so confused, and I just drove past. Is Emma badly hurt?â
âShe just has a few scrapes. She applied some iodine,â Maxwell said. âAbel, does it still hurt. where I hit you?â
âIâm fine. I have thick skin,â Abel replied.
âIt breaks my heart to hit you too,â Maxwell choked up a bit. âBut Iâm afraid youâll make a mistake. You and Emma canât be together. No matter how much you beg me, it wonât work.â
Silence replied Maxwell, so he asked, âDid you hear me, Abel?â
âI understand.â
âCome home for dinner whenever you can,â Maxwell continued. âBut you need to change. your perspective. Donât forget that youâre still half a son raised by me.â
âI know, Uncle Maxwellâ¦â