The bed-ridden Deanna looked at her son with tearful eyes. Her maid was already in her sixties, just a couple of years older than Joseph. She had served Deanna for many years, and Joseph had always treated her with respect.
Looking at the both of them, the maid furrowed her eyebrows as she spoke. "Ms.
South is young, and I'm sure she's far healthier than the elderly. Joseph, don't blame your mother. Anyone would do anything to provide the best for their loved ones, including Mrs. Cunningham. She just felt that Daisy would be more suitable for Jackson. There's nothing wrong with that. She did have good intentions, didn't she?"
Joseph was briefly reminded of his own arranged marriage. "Jackson would know himself better than us! Mom, you need to understand that things are different now.
It's time for you to change the way you think. Young people no longer follow their parents' wishes blindly. The same goes for Jackson!"
