Chapter 215 - Side Story 8.1 (1/2)
Riiinngg~!
*sigh . . .
She couldn't even grieve in peace. The phone designated for the Coles, which meant that she had to answer, or the butler would come to her room and remind her again and again.
Snatching the phone, she said, ”What?”.
”Mother, is that the kind of tone you use to your son, who you didn't see for months?”
Alexa's mind cleared, and she shot into a sitting position.
”Álvaro?”
It was rare for her sons to call her. To them, she might as well be dead. She couldn't blame them. She never did get a chance to take care of them. All because of the stupid rules of the Cole. Because they were afraid that her sons might get attached to her and she would control them into her bidding.
But she also had her fault. She didn't make any effort to protest, nor did she fought for them.
”Mother, are you crying right now?”
Alexa roamed her eyes. She was so sure there was no camera in her room.
”No,” she said and wiped her tears.
Alvaro chuckled. ”Oh. I thought you are. Since father filed for divorce.”
Alexa huffed a weak laughed. ”I guess everyone already knows, huh.”
”No. I just knew since you know . . . I'm already the head of the family and everything the Cole does . . . I know.”
Alexa paused. Sometimes, no . . . most often than not . . . she's terrified of this son of hers.
”Are you really my son?” she blurted.
Álvaro laughed on the other line. ”You tell me, mother. Am I really your son?”
Alexa sighed. ”Let's not play mind games anymore. I'm tired, Alvaro.”
”I bet you are. I can't blame you. After years of suffering in the Coles' hands, you're finally free. You must be very delighted, mother.”
Alexa's chin quivered. She swallowed the lump in her throat, and it took a lot not to choke with her words. ”If you called just to mock me, fine. I couldn't blame you since I didn't take care of you. You might be just calling to a stranger . . . But always remember . . . you came from my wȯmb, and I carried you for nine months . . . and . . . it was the happiest days of my life.”
”. . .”
Alexa covered the phone when her tears fell, and her cries broke free from her mouth. The one thing that gave her strength to continue living was because of her sons. She wanted to see their life even if she was just a stranger at the side. But lately, she was having difficulty fighting her depression and anxiety.
”Mother, even if father divorce you, the Cole will still take care of you. But before you sign those papers, please look at the gifts I painstakingly searched for you. It's waiting just outside your door. I wouldn't have given them to you, but as they say, drastic situations call for drastic measures.”
Alexa rubbed her forehead. ”Alvaro . . . is this a prank?”
Alvaro laughed, amused. ”Don't you think I'm too old to be playing a prank?”