Chapter 235


    She thought to herself, "If Violette wasn''t such a shameless girl, she should hang up the phone right


    away."


    Sure enough, when Violette heard Sarah''s voice, she suddenly sobered up, "Sorry for interrupting your


    date. I received the gift, but I won''t return the favor. Don''t send me any more gifts in the future."


    Without waiting for his response, she hung up the phone.


    Elijah felt a sting in his heart as the phone was hung up.


    "Elijah, I heard Violette locked herself in the car yesterday, is she okay now?" Sarah initiated the


    conversation.


    "Yeah." Elijah was not interested in talking about Violette with her, "You mentioned there''s a doctor


    you''d rmend for me, which doctor is that?"


    Sarah took a business card from her bag and handed it to him, "I''ve heard this doctor is a famous


    psychologist in A Country. Many people want to make an appointment with her. I used my connections


    to book a consultation for you next Wednesday morning. You can take Maka there."


    Elijah nced at the card, and it was the same psychologist rmended by the family doctor.


    Silverleaf Ridge.


    Violette came out of the shower and walked towards the children''s rooms.


    Rita was watching TV, and Ian was doing a jigsaw puzzle.


    Violette set their bedtime at nine o''clock in the evening.


    Before nine, they could y whatever they wanted.


    "Mommy." Ian immediately put down the puzzle when he saw Violette.


    Violette walked over to her son, squatted down, and spoke softly, "Are you mad that mommy took away


    yourptop?"


    Ian nodded.


    Life without aptop was iplete.


    But -


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    "I still love you the same." Ian looked at her seriously.


    Violette''s heart melted instantly.


    She hugged her son and sniffled, "Mommy will give it back to you, but not for a while."


    "Okay." Ian''s eyes softened, "Mommy, you go to sleep. I''ll take care of my sister."


    "Alright."


    At nine o''clock in the evening.


    The lights were turned off in the room, and the two childreny in bed.


    Rita''s eyes were wide open, staring at the ceiling, feeling restless.


    "Ian, I want to open that box. But I can''t open it. Can you help me open it?" Rita reached out her little


    hand, shook Ian''s arm, and asked.


    "Let''s open it tomorrow."


    "But I want to see what''s inside now. Brother, do you think there might be beautiful jewelry inside?"


    "No way." Ian''s tone was firm.


    Elijah was a man; how could he possibly keep jewelry in his study?


    Rita sat up, more energized.


    "Ian, if you don''t help me open it now, I won''t sleep." Rita muttered, "I won''t sleep tonight... I''ll stay up


    all night."


    Listening to his sister''s nonsense, Ian took a deep breath, sat up, turned on the bedsidemp, and set


    the light to a dimmer setting.


    Rita immediately got out of bed, found the box from under the bed, and handed it to her brother.


    "Brother, what if you can''t open it?" Rita looked at the box and murmured.


    As soon as she finished speaking, Ian easily opened the box.


    Rita was stunned for a moment, then excitedly asked, "Brother, what''s inside?"


    Ian handed the box to her so she could see.


    It wasn''t beautiful jewelry; t


    he light in her eyes dimmed instantly.


    "Brother, what are these?" Rita poured the contents of the box out.