Yakira glared at the photo in his hand, eyes full of hate. Until this moment, she finally knew clearly that not only had she lost to Grace in the eyes of Leo, she had also lost to the daughter of that woman in his son's eyes. This was a fact that she didn't want to accept no matter what.
"If you want to embarrass yourself so much, I can't stop you. To me, this photo is way more important than you." Brian snorted. He wasn't throwing off the responsibility of being her son. It was because what his mother had done totally disappointed him. For the life of him, he really couldn't care less about the mommy card when facing her.
"Why? Brian, I'm your mother!" If there was anything that could take the wind out of Yakira's sails, it would be her shattered relationship with Brian.
"Do I have to remind you of what you've done? You know, damn you! How come you think you still have the right to call yourself a mother?"
Brian raised his voice a little, probably because he was quite agitated. He then gently closed his eyes for a moment. His heart was bleeding, slowly but steadily. He really wanted to be a good son if possible, and he also wanted a close relationship with his mother like everyone else. But cruel reality forced him to bow his proud head.
"You know, you know everything. That's why you hate me so much, right? You don't think that I deserve to be a mother, right? But if I hadn't done what I did, do you think you would still be here now disrespecting me? No! You wouldn't even be born!"
Yakira stumbled, face pale, staring at Brian, a trace of sadness starting to show on her face.
I really wish I hadn't been born. Honestly. Every time I remember that I was born at the cost of the blood of others, my heart get cold. Do you really care about my feelings, for once?" He then carefully put the photo in the drawer. His eyes were sad, but what he felt more was guilt.
If I tell you that it is just an accident, would you still hate me so much?" Yakira's lips trembled, and she fell onto the edge of the bed, looking up at Brian, hoping he would give her his hand.
"Accident? How convenient! Didn't you sabotage the car?" Brian was so indifferent. He glanced coldly at her, then finally looked at the window. Yakira killed Daisy's mother about twenty years ago and Mary had almost killed Daisy this time. Wounds covered her body, and it would take a long time to recover. But the fact was that Mary and Yakira were both his relatives, as much as he didn't want to admit it. Nothing could change that.
We did rig her car, that I'll admit. But if she hadn't lost her temper and driven so carelessly, the accident wouldn't have even happened!" Yakira screamed hysterically. How could Grace, a dead woman, still have an impact on her happiness? More than ever, it seemed she made the right decision to get rid of her.
"Haha! That's really funny! The whole time I've been alive, that's the first time I've heard someone so easily blame someone else. I'm so impressed how deluded you really are!"
Brian had tears in his eyes, these were the tears of deep sadness and the feeling of powerlessness. Because he could choose anything else in his life, but he couldn't choose his own parents.
"Brian, no matter how bad I am, I'm still your mother. That's the truth. So no matter how much you deny this fact, it won't change anything." Yakira no longer cared about Brian's feelings, so she didn't hide her heart anymore. She was cruel, and she laid that cruel fact before him, and he had nowhere to run. Truth was truth, no matter how much it hurt.
"You're right. I can't deny the fact that you're my mother, and I can't change it either. But I can choose not to have you around. Please get out. I need to rest." Brian turned his back on her, his words were calm and cold, making her feel unfamiliar and alienated.
Yakira watched him for a bit. No matter how much she didn't want to leave, she still had to go. He'd made it clear where he stood, but the fact that he hated her still stung. Before she walked out, she still hatefully glared at the broken photo frame on the floor.
Brian sighed deeply, wondering if this was the time to leave. He would start again and do something he liked, rather than stay here, facing the people and the things that made him feel awful every single day. After all, he'd been back for quite a long time, and his company badly needed his attention. He took out his phone and started looking up flight information.
To be honest, he didn't think of himself as a responsible man. He always chose to leave instead of solving problems when they popped up. But no matter how dismissive he could be, he still couldn't erase the fact that Yakira was his mother. So in this dilemma, leaving was his best choice. So Daisy didn't have to worry about him, and his mother could no longer use him as an alibi.
The days passed by quickly and silently. The weather in the late autumn was no longer hot, instead, it was a tad cold in the mornings and evenings. After Brian left, many things changed. First of all, Hero alone took the fall for all the crimes. Then Daisy's wounds healed nicely. All these things followed each other in turn, as if they were connected. In fact, they were.
"Congratulations, Daisy. The wound on your face has healed nicely, and there's no scarring. Am I good or what?" This would be the last time that Tom put the ointment on her wounds. She ran her hands over her face. He really did it, her face was the same as before. So his efforts during her recovery weren't wasted at all.
"Tom, thank you so much for what you did, sticking by me and making sure I am all better. Without you, I'd never heal so nicely." Daisy had a small smile on her face. To be honest, she didn't care about her looks that much, what she really cared about was Edward, and what he thought.
"You're welcome. I just did what any doctor would do. You really don't have to thank me. It makes me feel like a stranger." Tom put all his ointments back very carefully, because these ointments were quite pricey. Fortunately, there was a very rich sponsor backing him, or he couldn't afford all these.
"You are an outsider after all. Don't try to pretend that you're close to us." Edward's mouth was definitely the reason why it was always so easy for him to offend people. Every word he said just made people gnash their teeth in hatred. But they couldn't do anything about it because of his status. Tom had that same feeling of helplessness right now.
"If we're not close, then next time something happens, you won't need my help. We're not that close anyway." Tom glared at him, feeling annoyed with his smugness. He'd love to wipe that smile off his face.
Don't worry! You always ask more from me than I do from you." Though Edward said these words, deep in his heart, he was really thankful for all the things Tom had done for Daisy. But there was no need to say 'thank you' between those two; they just engaged in playful banter as usual.
"Come on boss! Would it kill you to let me have the last word sometimes?" Tom couldn't understand why he was always the odd man out. It really came down to money. All of his experiments needed Edward's support after all. If Edward pulled the plug, then where would he turn for funding? So Tom could do nothing but back down from him every time.
"Yes, it would. Because the word 'lose' doesn't show up in my dictionary. Edward's eyes gleamed, he slyly looked deep into Tom's eyes for a second. But he returned to his calm cold self, like he had never been any other way.