Female Novel
Chapter 1659
Chapter 1659 Resentment
“Thank you,” her mother said mildly. Then, she started gently brushing Camelia’s hair with her fingers.
Camelia’s defeated appearance finally became slightly warmer with her mother’s help. She had
probably forgotten how it felt like to be loved and cared for so dearly.
I didn’t 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, “This is Camelia’s son, also your grandson.”
I purposely avoided mentioning Marcus’ 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, “Ah, he does resemble that
fellow quite a bit. It’s definitely his kid.”
Her tone was nonchalant and casual. It was as if she were simply a stranger.
Just her calling Marcus ‘that fellow’ explained how much resentment and bitterness she must have held
toward him.
A second later, she turned back around and said just as mildly, “I understand. I will bring the child back
with me. Thank you for your help.”
After that, she reached out and tried to undo the buttons on Camelia’s 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. “D-Don’t come any
nearer!”
She cried out desperately, “I’m marrying Marcus! We’re getting married! Nobody can stop us. Don’t
even think about it!”
Camelia’s mother stood up, still in shock from Camelia’s sudden outburst. After realizing what her
daughter had just said, she finally lost it.
“So you’re still thinking about that man? You’re completely mad! Listen to me. Marcus is dead. He’s
dead, and he’s 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?”
She started to cry out of heartache and sorrow. How could any mother bear to see her daughter hurtnovelbin
like this over a man? Yet she couldn’t 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, “Please calm down. Camelia is only like this because of trauma. She will get better as the
days go by. Eventually, she’ll be right as rain. No matter what, she’s still your daughter, right? Only you
can really help her.”
Camelia’s mother kept shaking her head. Right after I finished speaking, she burst out, “She’s 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. I’ve
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, she’s still making such a fuss! How could I not be
devastated? She’s trying to drive me insane!”
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 didn’t stop
ranting about Camelia.
“Your 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?”
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.