Chapter 119


    Jan retorted, his tone definitive, "It''s not suitable for you!"


    "What do you mean by that, Jan? Why is it not suitable for me? My presence there would reflect well


    on you, do you think I''m doing this for myself?" Hazel''s temper red, as if she''d been stung by a


    ho. "It''s a symbol of status, an event like this, if the Dawson family doesn''t attend, it would be a loss


    to our prestige. Are you saying we don''t even have that kind of standing in Goldenvale Town?"


    "We do! But if anyone should go, it should be me! You should be content as Mrs. Dawson, keeping


    house!" As soon as Jan said this, I almost burst outughing.


    Hazel, stung by his words, rolled her eyes so hard I thought they''d fall out. It took her a moment to


    regain herposure, "What do you mean by that, Jan?"


    "Don''t you get it? Do you think it''s appropriate for you to attend social events like this?"


    Jan''s words were a hard blow.


    "How is it not appropriate?" Hazel was instantly roused, standing up, her voice rising, "I am the


    legitimate Mrs. Dawson, if I''m not suitable then who is? Unless you mean Marissa..."


    "Mother!" Jan roared, cutting Hazel off, his eyes inadvertently darting upstairs. He then stood,


    dragged Hazel out and pushed her through the front door before mming it shut with a ''bang''.


    Hazel, was far from ready to give up, pounding on the door in her rage. I couldn''t hold it in any longer


    and let out augh. Probert immediately ran to my side, asking, "Mommy, what''s so funny?"


    I quickly shut off my phone, pulling Probert into a hug and nting a kiss on his cheek, "Nothing,


    sweetheart, just saw a funny joke!"


    "What joke, can I see?" Probert was curious, his innocent face melting my heart.


    I had to find a silly video on TikTok and show it to Probert. Carl also came over, and seeing his brother


    Despite my exhaustion, I felt at ease. The air in the house seemed fresher.


    And dinner was great. You could tell that Helga had poured her heart into preparing the meal, it was


    delicious and satisfying.


    It had been a long time since we''d had such a satisfying meal. Even Carl, swinging his little legs from


    his high chair, was enjoying his food.


    It made me realize just howckluster the meals had been when Zora was here. Her heart was never in


    her work, it was always on Jan.


    Jan at the dinner table seemed pleased, eating heartily, all trace of his earlier anger gone.


    I didn''t ask, and he didn''t say when his mother had left.


    It seemed the Dawson family feud had begun, and I might as well fan the mes. But it would be much


    more entertaining if the entire Dawson family was at odds, not just Jan and his mother.


    Getting Carl to sleep was a bit of a struggle. He refused to sleep, crying and calling for his ''mommy''.


    Jan looked at me, wanting to say something. I knew what he was thinking.


    This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    I didn''t hesitate, looking straight into Jan''s eyes and leaving no room for argument, "Don''t even think


    about it. I''m not letting Zora set foot in this house again!"


    Jan, seeing my firm stance, didn''t dare say anything and left Carl''s room. I decided to stay with Carl.


    But what I didn''t expect was for my words to be thrown back in my face so soon.


    In the middle of the night, I was awoken from a deep sleep by the buzzing of my phone. I looked


    around, disoriented by the unfamiliar surroundings, before realizing I was in Carl''s room.


    I found my phone, still stubbornly vibrating. It was the middle of the night, could it be Catherine calling?


    I quickly picked it up and saw a new contact, ra.