Chapter 1123 Family Conflict
Luke did not know how to solve that problem. He hoped that his children would eventually accept the fact that their mother had lost their memories and changed her personality.
Two years had passed. The three children continued to mature, but they could not accept Bianca into their lives.
Bianca sniffled and turned her head away. "I don't want to say. If they can't accept me for who I am, I might as well leave." "Bea..." Luke's voice became low.
Bianca did not say anything.
"What happened when you picked Tommy up from school?" He asked.
Bianca continued to shed her tears. When she thought that she had cried enough, she leaned on his shoulder and aired her grievances. "I'm so tired, Luke. Why is Tommy so mean to me when I've done so much for him? I really can't remember how I used to be. Should I look for Ms. Tia again? Maybe she can help me recover my memories."
Luke's expression turned as cold as ice when Bianca mentioned Tia and her memories.
He held Bianca's shoulders and said, "The boy is still young, and he doesn't understand what happened. Don't be too caught up with your past, Bea. I'll go talk to him, and things will be better."
Bianca looked at him with tears in her eyes. "Will things really become better?" "Mm. Don't overthink it. Go wash your face and eat your dinner/’ Luke said.
Bianca nodded and reluctantly stepped away from his shoulder. She was satisfied that he would be talking to the children later.
One had to know that Luke had never spoken up for her before.
Bianca went into the bathroom.
Luke stood up and glanced at his wet shoulder. He left the bedroom and went to Tommy's bedroom.
Tommy was doing his homework.
"Are you done yet?" Luke said.
Tommy lifted his head and smiled at his father. "I'm almost done, Daddy, but I need help with these two math questions..."
Luke sat down beside him and said, "Show me and I'll help you."
Tommy pointed at the questions on his workbook, and Luke solved them in no time.
After Tommy finished his homework, he handed the workbook to Luke." Please check my work, Daddy."
Luke checked that Tommy had finished his work and signed his initials on the last page.
Tommy cheered happily. Once he was done with homework, he could go and watch cartoons. He was about to leave the room when Luke grabbed his hand. "Daddy?"
Luke looked at Tommy with a serious expression and said, "Stay with me for a while. I want to talk to you."
Tommy nodded and sat back down. "What do you want to talk about, Daddy?"
Luke held his little hand and said, "Your Mommy is unhappy today. Do you know why?" "I don’t know." Tommy shook his head in confusion. "Mommy is usually unhappy anyway. You'll just have to get used
to it."
Luke frowned when he saw Tommy's innocent expression. "She's unhappy because you've done something bad to her, Tommy."
Tommy knew what he wanted to say and instantly pouted. "I didn't do anything to her."
Tommy did not want to take the blame. He said, "I only asked her why Uncle Sean didn't pick me up today, but she told me that I shouldn't trouble Uncle Sean too much. Mommy troubles Uncle Sean all the time, isn't it?"
Luke sighed. He knew that Bianca was unhappy not because of what transpired today, but because of the chronic communication problem between her and her children.
"I know you're a good boy, Tommy, and you should be more understanding about your mother. She's forgotten about everything in her past," he continued.
Tommy pouted, stood up, and said angrily, "I didn't do anything wrong, Daddy. Why should I be understanding to her when she doesn't attempt to understand me? She's an adult while Lanie, Rainie, and me are children. Why are you on Mommy's side? You're a baddie, just like her! Give my Mommy back to me!"
Luke was helpless when Tommy started crying.
"Listen to me, Tommy!" He said.
"I listen to you all the time, Daddy. You always tell me that I have to make sense whenever I speak. I'm making sense now, but you're not making sense. I don't want to talk to you anymore, you baddie!" Tommy began to bawl after he said that.
Rainie was next door and heard the commotion. She immediately came over and saw the father and son in a standoff. "Daddy, why is Tommy crying?" She asked.
She knew that Tommy hardly cried, and her heart wrenched when she saw Tommy being so sad.
"Daddy is a baddie!" Tommy complained to his elder sister.
Luke stood there helplessly, looking at the two children in the face of Tommy's accusation.
"Don't cry, Tommy." Rainie tried to comfort her younger brother.
Tommy did not stop bawling.
"How about you leave the room for now, Daddy? I'll try to calm Tommy down," Rainie said.
"Mm." Luke rarely dealt with situations like this. He could only leave the room.
After Luke left, Tommy continued to bawl. It took Rainie a long time to calm him down slightly. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g
"Daddy is a baddie. He's been brainwashed!" Tommy complained to Rainie.
"What happened to Daddy?" Rainie held Tommy's hand and sat on the chair.
Tommy told his elder sister what happened earlier that day. "Rainie, don't you think that the woman who's pretending to be our Mommy is brainwashing Daddy?" He said worriedly.
"There's no such thing. Don't overthink it. Daddy is doing so to preserve the harmony in the family. Do you know what 'harmony1 means?" Rainie had matured a lot ever since Bianca went missing.
"I know. Great-Grandpa always talks about harmony in the family." Tommy nodded.
"Daddy is usually tired from work, so he doesn't want us to cause trouble within the family because of this. Do you understand?" Rainie asked.
Tommy did not quite understand it, though he bore a grudge against Luke for being on the woman's side.
Suddenly, he had an idea.
When the butler called the children downstairs for dinner, Tommy wiped his tears and went downstairs with Rainie as though nothing happened.
Luke could see that Tommy’s eyes were red and puffy. He felt guilty about what he said earlier.
Instead of clinging to his father, Tommy sat in his chair and ate his meal quietly.
After dinner, Tommy did not watch his favorite cartoons. Instead, he went upstairs and closed the bedroom door.