But facing his gloomy dark eyes, she didn't feel things could get much better now.
She had no idea Chester Yale would remember her mother's seven-day mourning period, let alone come to visit her specifically, and say those words.
Who would have known he'd hear everything at just the right moment...
Evelyn Sherman swallowed hard and nervously said, "How long have you been here?"
Did he hear everything she just said?
"Chester Yale, I didn't mean what I said earlier, I was just…" Just trying to express how much their son was starting to look like him.
But she can't say these things.
Evelyn bit her lip, anxiously watching him.
The next second, Chester walked up to her, grabbed the back of her head with his hand, looked down at her and said through gritted teeth, "Just what? Can't even find an excuse?"
"I'm sorry…"
