NovelEnglishUnder Rupert's reassurance, the old woman's emotions finally calmed down gradually.
Only after the eyes were all clear did Rupert have a tranquilizer brought in for the old woman to take.
Mrs. Robertson lay down smoothly on the bed, but still clutching Rupert's wrist, "I'm getting old, son, are you beginning to get tired
of me?"
"No." Rupert denied succinctly, "You're my mother, and I'm definitely not bothered by you."
"That's good," Mrs. Robertson nodded reassuringly and began to ramble on about the dream she'd had.
"lI dreamed | was back in my youth, the t| was set up by design, | really almost had an accident, if | hadn't been smart, | would
have died, and there would be no you!"
This story, Rupert has heard no less than a hundred times.
But it's such a vague version every time.
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When he asks who did this to her and how, Mrs. Robertson becomes stumped and, when pressed too hard, has another attack and
falls into a breakdown.
Over time, Rupert also got bored and found it boring.
Plus today he was thinking about Anna and his attitude was extraordinarily perfunctory.
Every now and then, Rupert would glance at his phone.
He was waiting to hear from Bonnie to make sure Anna had gone to the hotel and met up with Bonnie.
After waiting anxiously for half a day, finally ding-dong, Bonnie sent a message over, a picture of her and Anna together.
In the photo, Anna is with a smile on her face and is holding a piece of watermelon to eat.
Rupert's hanging heart instantly dropped.
Pretty good, his Anna can still smile and eat.
This makes him happier than his own happy mood and good appetite!
"What are you laughing at, son?" Mrs. Robertson asked, curious again.
Rupert shook his head, "Nothing, just reading a random message."
After a pause and said, "You take a good rest, and when it's tto eat dinner, | want to talk to you about something, something
very important to me."
Rupert thought that since things had cto this point, he would have to explain that incident back then to be with Anna.
So the real instigator, his mother, would have to cforward and go with him to explain to Anna and apologize sincerely.
Only when Anna lets go of the misunderstanding she had back then can they reconcile.
But now Mrs. Robertson has just had an illness and is still unstable, so it's better to wait until she has a rest for the night.
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With that in mind, Rupert stood up and prepared to go back to his room to rest.
Mrs. Robertson climbed to her feet after the first one left.
She sought out the old housekeeper to discuss Rupert's earlier laugh.
"Mr. Robertson should be in love!" The old butler guessed, "Last t| went to the hospital to deliver something to Mr. Robertson, |
think | also saw the presence of a similar hickey on his neck."
"Really?" Mrs. Robertson was delighted, "I thought the boy was ready to be dedicated to God, after all, he's been single since he
was a child and introduced to no one!"
The old butler reminded, "Madam, have you forgotten that Mr. Robertson is nicknamed by Willisto people, the flower reaper?"
"And when have you ever seen hickeys on him?" Mrs. Robertson reminded, "Those are just pretend, an excuse to keep women from
getting close to him and us from giving blind dates!"
The old butler suddenly realized, "In that case, Mr. Robertson is still talking about his first love this time?"
"First or not first love do not know, but look at this look, is very like." Mrs. Robertson with a few expectations, "I do not know whose
family's first love, it does not matter if it is not a first love, as long as the person is good, | like it!"
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