Chapter 1659
In Love, Never Say Never Novel
Chapter 1659 Resentment
âThank you,â her mother said mildly. Then, she started gently brushing Cameliaâs hair with her fingers.
Cameliaâs defeated appearance finally became slightly warmer with her motherâs help. She had probably forgotten how it felt like to be loved and cared for so dearly.
I didnât want to interrupt their mother-daughter time, but seeing Tobias standing next to the bed hesitantly made me unwilling to just leave him behind in this situation.
I gently pushed the child toward them and said awkwardly, âThis is Cameliaâs son, also your grandson.â
I purposely avoided mentioning Marcusâ name. After all, the whole reason Camelia argued with her family and left in the first place was Marcus.
Her mother turned around calmly and looked at Tobias before saying, âAh, he does resemble that fellow quite a bit. Itâs definitely his kid.â
Her tone was nonchalant and casual. It was as if she were simply a stranger.
Just her calling Marcus âthat fellowâ explained how much resentment and bitterness she must have held toward him.
A second later, she turned back around and said just as mildly, âI understand. I will bring the child back with me. Thank you for your help.â
After that, she reached out and tried to undo the buttons on Cameliaâs elaborate wedding dress. However, since it was brand new, it was quite hard to undo them, and she had to start using both hands.
She was then forced to make bigger movements.
Because of this, Camelia finally came back to her senses and pushed her mother away. She pushed herself further into the bed and clutched her collar tightly as she backed away. âD-Donât come any nearer!â
She cried out desperately, âIâm marrying Marcus! Weâre getting married! Nobody can stop us. Donât even think about it!â
Cameliaâs mother stood up, still in shock from Cameliaâs sudden outburst. After realizing what her daughter had just said, she finally lost it.
âSo youâre still thinking about that man? Youâre completely mad! Listen to me. Marcus is dead. Heâs dead, and heâs never coming back! How could I have a daughter like you? What do I have to do for you to finally get your senses back? How much more do I have to cry and worry for you?â
She started to cry out of heartache and sorrow. How could any mother bear to see her daughter hurt like this over a man? Yet she couldnât do anything to give her daughter back her innocence and liveliness before this all happened.
Maybe because I was also a mother now, I could relate to whatever she was feeling.
I walked over and helped her regain her footing before passing her a tissue. Trying my best to calm her down, I said, âPlease calm down. Camelia is only like this because of trauma. She will get better as the days go by. Eventually, sheâll be right as rain. No matter what, sheâs still your daughter, right? Only you can really help her.â
Cameliaâs mother kept shaking her head. Right after I finished speaking, she burst out, âSheâs doing it on purpose. I know it! I brought her into this world, and I treated her like a princess for so many years. Not once did I ever raise my voice at her! But for Marcus, she never called or even texted me. Iâve always known she was stubborn, and when she simply texted me saying that Marcus was gone, I immediately came to pick her up. Despite that, sheâs still making such a fuss! How could I not be devastated? Sheâs trying to drive me insane!â
She must have been holding all of these harsh words back for years and years for her to suddenly explode like that. She was already clutching her chest in pain from crying so much, but she didnât stop ranting about Camelia.
âYour father and I never badmouthed you to any outsiders. We even wrote your name on our wills. What did Marcus do? He treated you like a stray dog! Even now, after he died, not one bit of his inheritance is going to you. Why have you let yourself fall this far?â
I felt tears forming in my eyes from the anger and sorrow in her voice and pressed my lips together tightly to stop them from falling.
The love between a mother and her daughter was not just a fairytale. Eventually, Camelia started crying as well, her tears wetting her wedding dress and the bedsheets underneath.