A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 42

Mason couldn’t fathom why he was always the one trying to get Matilda to see sense and move on from Yvan.

But Matilda’s eyes inevitably welled up with tears. “For me, having my child close is all that matters. Without him, what good is all the money in the world?”

Mason looked deep into Matilda’s eyes, “I didn’t say you have to abandon your child, Matilda. You can visit him at the Boyd residence and play with him, but you need to break free from the shackles his presence has on you. You know what I mean, right?”

Matilda’s face registered shock, and as Mason watched her expression shift, he cracked a smile, “There’s the proud Thompson heiress I remember.”

The words ‘Thompson heiress‘ stung Matilda as if a needle had pricked her heart, spreading a fine pain deep inside. She looked at Mason with tearful eyes, and it took her a while to mutter, “Thank you, Mr. Farrell. You always bring me insights that clear the fog.”

He was the one who had said before that some wounds need to be exposed to sunlight.

In a gesture of gratitude, Matilda offered to take Mason out for a meal, to which he readily agreed, “Can I pick somewhere fancy?”

“Yvan gave me five million. Treating you

side and enjoy life,” Mason chuckled. He casually

see that guy?

look familiar, probably rich kids. Seen them somewhere

bit underdressed for the chilly season, exuding a cool elegance. Her long, quick strides hinted at a

and,

any table for two will do.”

hostess, sensing their stature, led them straight to a private room. After setting them up with silverware and pouring

a smile, “I have a soft spot for steakhouses.”

mixing her horseradish and steak sauce, chuckled, “Who doesn’t? I remember once, five years

on the menu, his eyes widening,

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as she nodded, “Each with six