Chapter 1372


    Chapter 1372


    Wrenn had been harboring a thought in her heart for a long time, and it was starting to overwhelm her.


    “Actually… I am a bit scared, not of her, but of her despising me,” she confessed to Frederic.


    Frederic paused his actions, took her hand, and held it in his own. “Why would you think that? From


    what I see, Neera is not a petty person, and I don’t think she has any disdain for you.”


    “Even if I don’t want to admit it, I have indeed done many things that hurt her, and I’ve also hurt Jean.


    These are things that can’t be erased. How could she not be fed up with a bad mother-inw like me?”


    Wrenn’s heart felt heavy, as if burdened by a stone, making it hard for her to breathe.


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    She was in such distress that she could hardly bear it, and tears welled up in her eyes. “Honey, what


    was I thinking before? How could I have been so foolish, unable to discern people’s true intentions?


    The Laker family was clearly using me, trying to climb up to Jean. How could I not see it? Also, Jean


    clearly expressed his thoughts to me. Why couldn’t I listen? I… I wasn’t such a harsh and bitter person


    before. How did I be like this? I feel like I’m losing myself…”


    As she spoke, her sadness grew, and tears rolled down her cheeks. “She’s such a good girl, yet I was


    blind, always distrusting her, doubting her, speaking harshly to her. How can she possibly forgive me?


    Because of my foolishness, I almost harmed Jean, causing him so much suffering. What kind of


    mother/am I? No wonder she doesn’t want to deal with me. Now that I think about it, I can’t even


    forgive myself! She tolerated me so many times before, but it was because Jean was hurt that she


    couldn’t bear it anymore. She truly cares for Jean. Why couldn’t I see that? What kind of person am I? I


    despise myself…”


    The long-standing guilt and remorse buried deep in her heart had been tormenting her incessantly.


    No matter how many times she apologized, no matter how many times she expressed her gratitude,


    that pain couldn’t be eased.


    Every time she saw the cold indifference in Neera’s eyes, it felt like a needle pricking her, making her


    hate herself more and more.


    At that moment, Wrenn poured out all her worries. She buried her head in Frederic’s quilt, crying


    silently like a flustered child.


    Frederic watched with distress, continuously stroking her shoulders and back, his eyes filled with


    tender concern. “All right, all right. Wrenn, stop crying. If you keep crying, your eyes will swell up.”


    But Wrenn continued to cry as if she wanted to release all the sorrow she had been carrying for so


    long.


    Frederic smiled helplessly. “Wrenn, if you keep crying like this, people will think my condition has


    worsened again.”


    Upon hearing those words, Wrenn was displeased. She sat up and lightly pped him, though she


    didn’t use much force. “What nonsense are you talking about? Don’t jinx it. Take it back.”


    Frederic chuckled heartily. In a very good-natured manner, heplied. “Okay, okay, I take it back.”


    “Stop crying, okay?” He tried to sit up a bit, to be closer to her, but hecked the strength and leaned


    back again.


    Wrenn stared at him, somewhat worried, and quickly stood up to support him. “Don’t move around


    recklessly.”


    But he held her back. “I won’t mess around. You sit down. Are you feeling better now?”


    The conversation returned to the initial topic. Wrenn sniffed, murmuring, “It’s just unbearable.”


    A soft chuckle escaped Frederic’s lips, tinged with affection. “You’re all grown up now, yet you’re crying


    like a little child.”


    Wrenn, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, red at him. “If I feel suffocated inside, isn’t it natural


    for me to cry? I’ve been holding it in for so long, and you keep causing trouble, scaring me half to


    death. If I don’t vent a little, I’ll either go mad or be depressed.”


    Gazing at her tear-streaked face, Frederic sighed. “You’ve been carrying too much on your mind. Ever


    since Jean fell ill, you’ve never really rxed. You should let it all out. As for Neera, don’t rush things.


    Mending rtionships takes time. Neera isn’t petty or overly concerned about minor details, but it’s


    inevitable that she has some resentment. We were in the wrong, and we have to face the


    consequences.”


    “I know…” Wrenn unconsciously rubbed her hands together. “I know that when I do something wrong, I


    have to take responsibility and ept the consequences. I’m just… just feeling so choked up and


    angry at myself. She’s such a good girl, yet I judged her based on my own standards. I was so foolish


    to have messed up our rtionship like this. Moreover, I realized that I’ve never prioritized Jean’s


    feelings. I always doubted him, putting him in a difficult position…”


    “It’s not toote now,” Frederic said thoughtfully.


    “Is it?” Wrenn was uncertain. “I always feel that, no matter how much I try to make amends, Neera will


    never forgive me. Are we, as a family, destined to live in this awkwardness forever?”


    The thought of her actions potentially ruining their potentially blissful family life filled her with even more


    regret.


    Frederick sighed again. “What has happened, even if you regret it, has still happened. It’s an


    unchangeable fact. I understand you want Neera’s forgiveness, but I have to tell you, this can’t be


    rushed. What we can do is to be as good as possible to Neera and the children. No matter what Neera


    says or does, we must be tolerant and understanding.”


    At that moment, he paused, then continued, “To be honest, there is no need for us to demonstrate


    understanding or tolerance. Even if she appears to dislike us, she has never treated us with


    indifference. Whenever there is a problem, she always puts forth her best effort to assist, never


    allowing past grievances to influence her actions. This girl, she is truly a genuine and pure individual…”


    The realization that Neera was willing to go to great lengths for the heart intended for the heart


    transnt surgery made Wrenn feel even more ashamed.


    She wiped the tear from her cheek, experiencing a profound sense of relief and tranquility. “I


    comprehend. Regardless of Neera’s attitude towards us, I will strive to treat her well and love her as if


    she were my own daughter. Even if she disregards me, it is eptable. As long as she and Jean are


    happy together, that is all that matters.”


    Frederic nodded. “It ismendable that you hold this perspective, and it is not just you, but also me…