You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 959

“What do you mean?” Chelsea asked, a little lost.

Patricia leaned in, “Isn’t he trying to get back together with you?”

“Oh, that.” Chelsea finally understood. “I told him straight up, there’s no chance. I was serious, like, really serious about it.”

“He seems to get it. He hasn’t reached out these past few days.”

Patricia frowned. “But why not? Didn’t you really like him before?”

Chelsea took a sip of her milk tea and shrugged. “Liking someone doesn’t mean you have to end up with them. If Hector and I actually got together, got married, sooner or later we’d argue. If I had a complaint or wanted something from him, he could just shut me down with one sentence.”

“He’d say he never wanted marriage in the first place, that I was the one who dragged him into it. So if he’s bad at being a husband, it’s on me for forcing him.”

“Forcing a guy who doesn’t even believe in marriage to tie the knot is like handing him a lifetime excuse. Any time we disagree, he could just pull that card, and I’d be stuck. Why would I do that to myself?”

“I mean, the world is huge. Why would I limit myself to one man’s path? Either I lose myself for him, or I end up making myself sick with resentment. I’m just not doing that.”

Patricia stared at her, completely taken aback. It was like seeing Chelsea in a whole new light.

“Hector’s the type who’s proud to his bones. You never know if he’s chasing me because he hates losing or because he actually loves me. Honestly, guys like him, the so-called elites, don’t just bend for other people. No matter which reason it is, being with him would cost me way more than I’d ever get back.”

Chelsea laughed. “Guess that’s what you get. Oliver barely says a word, you’re not exactly talkative, so naturally you’d get a kid who won’t stop asking questions to drive you both crazy.”

Patricia leaned on her elbow, wanting to say more but not sure where to start. In the end, she just sighed.

When her daughter turned one, they threw a birthday party at Golden Bay. Miles carried the baby around, showing her off to everyone, calling her “Oliver’s girl” again and again.

The Brooks family members who were there looked like they’d swallowed something sour.

Grace was fuming, but she didn’t dare say a word. The Brooks family was already struggling compared to the main branch. When the old patriarch was alive, Lydia would cut Grace some slack for his sake. Now that he was gone, the two women were just waiting for a reason to break all ties. Lydia had always known about her son’s messes, but she only turned a blind eye out of respect for the old man.