Chapter 891 A Special Bond Of A Mother And Son (Part One)
Lawrence obediently nodded his head in agreement. It had been so long since he spent some alone
time with his father.
"My only request is that you take care of yourself, son. Your mom and I findfort knowing that you''re
safe even if you''re away from us," Jackson said to his son. He could see his young self in Lawrence.
He patted his son''s head just like when Lawrence was a young boy.
"I will, Dad," Lawrence replied. He felt the sadness in his father''s voice that very moment.
The father and son spent the hours in silence. It was as if time had slowed down that moment.
Lawrence only wished that time would stop just for a moment so he could spend more time with his
father, but night came, and they had to go home. "I guess it''s time we go home now, son. Your mother
might get worried if we don''t get there by dinner," Jackson said.
"Okay, Dad," Lawrence replied. They went to the car together. Jackson fastened his seatbelt and
started the engine. They drove off to their home away from the setting sun.
As they were driving along the busy streets of this foreign city, Lawrence could only remember the city
he grew up in back home. It was almost the same city lights, tall buildings, and the crowd- except the
signages and designs were in a foreignnguage in which Lawrence wasn''t versed with. It brought
back memories, happy ones. The city view was slowly changing into trees, private vis, and flower
gardens. Lawrence knew that they were almost home. As they arrived in the vi, they were weed
by their vi security team. The gate was opened before them and as they passed the security
personnel, Jackson saluted to the man and drove off. At the front of the main door, a house staff was
waiting. Jackson and Lawrence stepped out of the car. The house staff approached Jackson and the
kitchen, wearing an apron, busy preparing the dinner for the family.
Jackson sidled up to his wife and threw his arms around her waist. Cherry was surprised but
immediately recognized her husband''s arms and scent and smiled. Jackson rested his head on her
shoulder dotingly. Catching a glimpse of the ingredients on the table, he eximed with a smile, "Looks
like we''ll have a bountiful meal!"
"Yes, and that''s because my son is here," Cherry excitedly replied. She had always loved to cook for
her family. It was her special way of showing her love for her husband and children.
"Howe you don''t prepare a feast like that for me? I''m always here," Jackson sighed pretending to
be jealous. "I always knew that you love your children more than you love me," Jackson continued to
tease his wife.
"Come on, honey. Stop whining. I need your help. The dinner will be ready soon," Cherry replied,
yfully dismissing her husband''s jealous remarks. Turning to her son who was resting in the living
room, Cherry asked her son, "Lawrence, dear, can you go upstairs and tell your sister that dinner will
be ready soon?"
Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
"Sure, Mom," Lawrence replied. There was joy in his voice that his mother could hear. He had always
enjoyed running errands like this for his mother. Memories shed in his mind when he was a young
boy and their family lived together like this. Lawrence was suddenly overwhelmed with sadness. He
wanted to stay longer, but there was something he needed to do.
As Lawrence arrived on the second floor, he found Violet''s door opened. He walked close to the room,
enough for Violet to see him from inside her room and stopped. He waited until his sister noticed he
was outside.
"Lawrence, is that you? Come in, you silly!" Violet happily invited. As she saw Lawrenceing in, she
buried herself again in a management book she had been reading.
"Hey, I thought I''d let you know that Dad and I are back," Lawrence teased her sister, knowing how
busy she had been. He thought that Violet didn''t realize that they were back. He then continued, "You
work too hard, sis. Maybe you should take a break." But Violet wasn''t really paying attention. She was
so engrossed with the book that she didn''t notice her brother now standing beside her. Lawrence
grabbed the book from his sister and nced at it.
Before he could even hide the book behind his back, Violet was able to get it back. She held it close to
her breast like cradling a child and stared at her brother adamantly. "Come on, Lawrence! I''ve already
spent so much time resting at home and the boredom almost killed me. I needed to catch up on my
studies. My tutor will help me with my studies next week so an advanced reading can help."
"Speaking of which, how were your studies?" Lawrence asked with a concerned look as he sat on the
bedside. Being home tutored before, Lawrence knew how hard and tiring it was. One needed to go
through a lot of courses and assignments. And it was a great deal of workpared to regr
schooling.
"It''s okay, I guess. At first, I found it hard, but now I''m used to it," Violet replied. She got out of bed and
walked to the window with an overlooking view of the city. The night view was breathtaking. "Look,
brother. This city develops so fast, so I can''t afford to be left behind," she added.
Lawrence moved closer to the window and his eyes feasted on the beauty of the scenery. He
understood what Violet meant, but as a brother, Lawrence wanted Violet to also enjoy her life. "Just
don''t push yourself too hard. I don''t want to see you like this. Find your bnce," he said tenderly.
Violet had always been Lawrence''s favorite sister and he loved her dearly. He would always protect
and support Violet no matter what.
Violet turned to look at Lawrence''s side profile as he was feasting his eyes on the city view. She
couldn''t help but be reminded of her husband every time she looked at Lawrence. As the thought of her
husband crossed her mind, she felt happy and sad at the same time.
"You know that people see me as a loser for choosing to live a quiet life," Violet broke the silence. "But
now I''ve changed. I have a dream now and I will work hard to fulfill it."
"All I hope is that you find your happiness back. Mom and Dad do, too," Lawrence said gently as he
turned his gaze to his sister.
Violet met his brother''s gaze. She stared at it for a moment but gazed away immediately. She couldn''t
stare at his eyes longer because she was reminded of her husband, Greg. She missed him so much
that she felt her heart aching. She couldn''t let go of the past until now.
"My surgery was sessful," Violet said, trying to change the subject of their conversation. "Give it
time and I can wear dresses again. I won''t feel inferior anymore and I can now live a life I dreamed of. I
will be the master of my own destiny."
Upon hearing this, Lawrence seemed to have fully understood Violet''s thoughts. She hated losing since
they were kids. She was more stubborn than Alice. And now that she got rid of those ugly scars,
nothing could hold her back anymore. Violet was like reborn and there was no way she would give up
this new beginning. Lawrence remained silent.
"Lawrence," Violet said abruptly in a husky voice.
"Yeah?" Lawrence responded, his eyes locked on the overlooking city view.
Violet took a deep breath and looked for the courage to finally ask, "How''s Greg holding up?" Her voice
started to crack as if she was about to cry. She tried to hold up and appear to be strong.
"Why don''t you call him and ask him yourself?" Lawrence asked. He knew that Violet loved Greg so
much and she cared about him deeply.
Violet remained silent. She was in her deep thoughts, trying to picture her husband in her mind.
"Tell him that you miss him. Greg arranged this operation for you because he wanted you to find
yourself back," Lawrence continued. "And he needs you now more than ever. After what had happened
to his family, Greg needs his wife by his side."