Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 217

As Selena said this, she deliberately glanced at Isabel.

Isabel kept her eyes on her phone, her expression unchanging.

Selena's lips twitched upward slightly as she continued speaking to Oliver, "From now on, we'll be a family and live a good life. I promise, whenever you miss your mommy, I'll take you to see her."

Oliver stood frozen for a long moment.

He had wanted Selena and his father to get married before.

But now, he didn't.

If his mommy and daddy really divorced, then his mommy would never be with him again, never tell him stories, never cook for him.

She would have children with someone else.

He didn't want that.

Mommy could only be his mommy.

"I don't want to!" He pushed Selena away again and threw himself at Isabel's legs.

Julian was about to intervene, but Isabel stopped him.

She met Oliver's bright, dark eyes, still shimmering with tears, his little face a mask of grievance.

"Mommy... I was wrong. Please don't leave me."

Isabel found it almost laughable.

Where was this grievance coming from?

How could he even say such words?

From the very beginning, he was the one who didn't want her, his own mother.

She was just going with the flow, no longer forcing the issue.

She had nothing to say, but she didn't push him away either, wanting to avoid the headache of another tantrum.

She looked at the police officer. "How much longer?"

The officer had already gone to check. "This facility's equipment is the most advanced, just purchased from the lab. It's much faster than the older machines. Don't worry, the results will be ready today."

Isabel nodded and continued to wait.

Edmund stumbled from the push, but Julian steadied him. He immediately pushed back.

"Stay away from my mommy! Can't you see she's frowning? She's really annoyed by you!"

Isabel's frown had been slight and fleeting.

Edmund's powers of observation were almost better than hers.

With a talent like that, he would succeed in whatever he chose to do, not just pharmacology.

Oliver was pushed to the ground and burst into tears.

"What are you crying for?" Edmund frowned. "I only used one-third of the force you did. Don't blame me if you can't stand steady on your own feet."

"Mrs. Reed." Selena had been sitting on the floor for a moment; when Oliver didn't come to help her up, she had to get up herself.

After observing for a bit, she came over and helped Oliver up, her tone reproachful. "The child is only six years old and has lost his mother. He can't accept it and just thinks you look like her. Why must you be so harsh with him? What would it cost you to say a few soft words to comfort him?"

"I have no obligation to," Isabel said coldly. "He's not my child, so why should I?"

"Furthermore, he pushed my son first. It's only fair that my son pushed him back. How they handle things is between them. Adults should stay out of it."