Chapter 195 The So-called Mother's Love
Chapter 195 The So-called Mother's Love
Chapter 195 The So-called Mother's Love
She had thought she didn't care anymore, but now, at this moment, she realized she couldn't
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After so many years of love, she couldn't just give up on it in a matter of months.
She hugged her knees, resting her head on them, her mind filled with images of Jacob and Layla on
the bed, her heart aching.
She stayed like that until dawn, enduring the whole night.
Avery looked at the empty bed beside her, laughing self-deprecatingly.
The phone on the bedside table rang, and she quickly answered it. It was Lily, repeatedly asking Avery
to come over. She said she had made breakfast that Avery liked, and Ben also wanted to see her.
Avery hung up the phone coldly, but her legs wouldn't obey her command to get out of bed.
It had been many years since she had eaten her mother's breakfast.
In her memory, Lily was very virtuous and cooked delicious dishes. Although she rarely cooked herself,
every time she did, it would leave Avery amazed for a long time.
When she finally realized, she was already at the White Residence.
Servants welcomed her, and Lily was as noble and graceful as ever.
It was clear that Ben treated her well, as most of the time they met, she had a smile on her face.
Unlike the days by Martin's side, she seemed expressionless.
Love and indifference could both be reflected on her face. At that time, she treated Martin and herself
with coldness, even cooking only when she was in a good mood.
Avery had always sensed the atmosphere between her parents from an early age, so she tried to be
obedient.
Even though she loved eating the food her mother cooked, she never asked for Lily to attend every
parent-teacher meeting.
She thought that if she did better in school and was more obedient, the relationship between her dad
and mom would be better. Maybe they would accompany her to the amusement park on her birthday.
In the end, what Avery received was still separation.
When Lily saw her standing at the door, she rushed over and took her hand. "Avy has arrived. Come
quickly, are you hungry? Come and have breakfast."
Ben didn't look as serious as usual, smiling as he said, "Yes, give it a try. Your mother specially
prepared it for you. Avy, I'm also surprised about your father's situation. If you don't mind, you can
consider me as a half-father. The White family is also your home."
It was apparent that Ben wasn't lying, but Avery showed no reaction.
Some barriers couldn't be crossed even if she spent her entire life trying.
As she was eagerly pulled to the dining table, Lily pushed a bowl of pasta in front of her. "Try it; I
remember you loved this when you were little."
Avery didn't touch it. Since childhood, her favorite breakfast was pizza, not pasta.
Lily presented a few more dishes-fried eggs, toast, and cereal.
Avery's lips twitched as she put down her fork. "If there is no love for me, there's no need to pretend to
love so much."
"Don't you like it?" Lily muttered, "I shouldn't have remembered wrong."
Beside her, Ben coughed and covered his mouth with a fist. "These are all what Layla likes."
It felt like a knife tearing at her heart.
That was her biological mother, but...
She remembered everything about her stepdaughter but couldn't even recall what her own daughter
liked to eat.
Even if she remembered just one dish, it would ease her mind a little.
As she stood up to leave, she turned her head and noticed the door to the master bedroom downstairs
was open.
Jacob and Layla walked out, one after the other.