When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 1659


    Chapter 1659 Resentment


    “Thank you,” her mother said mildly. Then, she started gently brushing Camelia’s hair with her fingers.


    Camelia’s defeated appearance finally became slightly warmer with her mother’s help. She had


    probably forgotten how it felt like to be loved and cared for so dearly.


    I didn’t want to interrupt their mother-daughter time, but seeing Tobias standing next to the bed


    hesitantly made me unwilling to just leave him behind in this situation.


    I gently pushed the child toward them and said awkwardly, “This is Camelia’s son, also your grandson.”


    I purposely avoided mentioning Marcus’ name. After all, the whole reason Camelia argued with her


    family and left in the first ce was Marcus.


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    Her mother turned around calmly and looked at Tobias before saying, “Ah, he does resemble that


    fellow quite a bit. It’s definitely his kid.”


    Her tone was nonchnt and casual. It was as if she were simply a stranger.


    Just her calling Marcus ‘that fellow’ exined how much resentment and bitterness she must have held


    toward him.


    A secondter, she turned back around and said just as mildly, “I understand. I will bring the child back


    with me. Thank you for your help.”


    After that, she reached out and tried to undo the buttons on Camelia’s borate wedding dress.


    However, since it was brand new, it was quite hard to undo them, and she had to start using both


    hands.


    She was then forced to make bigger movements.


    Because of this, Camelia finally came back to her senses and pushed her mother away. She pushed


    herself further into the bed and clutched her cor tightly as she backed away. “D-Don’te any


    nearer!”


    She cried out desperately, “I’m marrying Marcus! We’re getting married! Nobody can stop us. Don’t


    even think about it!”


    Camelia’s mother stood up, still in shock from Camelia’s sudden outburst. After realizing what her


    daughter had just said, she finally lost it.


    “So you’re still thinking about that man? You’repletely mad! Listen to me. Marcus is dead. He’s


    dead, and he’s nevering back! How could I have a daughter like you? What do I have to do for you


    to finally get your senses back? How much more do I have to cry and worry for you?”


    She started to cry out of heartache and sorrow. How could any mother bear to see her daughter hurt


    like this over a man? Yet she couldn’t do anything to give her daughter back her innocence and


    liveliness before this all happened.


    Maybe because I was also a mother now, I could rte to whatever she was feeling.


    I walked over and helped her regain her footing before passing her a tissue. Trying my best to calm her


    down, I said, “Please calm down. Camelia is only like this because of trauma. She will get better as the


    days go by. Eventually, she’ll be right as rain. No matter what, she’s still your daughter, right? Only you


    can really help her.”


    Camelia’s mother kept shaking her head. Right after I finished speaking, she burst out, “She’s doing it


    on purpose. I know it! I brought her into this world, and I treated her like a princess for so many years.


    Not once did I ever raise my voice at her! But for Marcus, she never called or even texted me. I’ve


    always known she was stubborn, and when she simply texted me saying that Marcus was gone, I


    immediately came to pick her up. Despite that, she’s still making such a fuss! How could I not be


    devastated? She’s trying to drive me insane!”


    She must have been holding all of these harsh words back for years and years for her to suddenly


    explode like that. She was already clutching her chest in pain from crying so much, but she didn’t stop


    ranting about Camelia.


    “Your father and I never badmouthed you to any outsiders. We even wrote your name on our wills.


    What did Marcus do? He treated you like a stray dog! Even now, after he died, not one bit of his


    inheritance is going to you. Why have you let yourself fall this far?”


    I felt tears forming in my eyes from the anger and sorrow in her voice and pressed my lips together


    tightly to stop them from falling.


    The love between a mother and her daughter was not just a fairytale. Eventually, Camelia started


    crying as well, her tears wetting her wedding dress and the bedsheets underneath.