My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 82 Healing Old Wounds

Evelyn

My eyes shot back to spot Jack standing at the doorway, and beside him, my very hesitant mother. Her uncertainty was a rare sight, but considering everything she had done, nearly ruining my relationship with Jacob, her hesitation was quite evident.

Well...what else could I expect? After everything she'd done, it was obvious she'd be hesitant to face any of us, including me. However, for some reason, I didn't feel as angry as I should have. I couldn't find that deep-seated grudge or anger within me anymore. Where were they?

Jack gently nodded at my mom, encouraging her as she stepped into the kitchen, her expression showing her doubts.

"Can we talk, Evelyn?" She hesitantly asked, her voice barely above an whisper and her eyes requesting.

I looked at my man, and his green eyes conveyed the same message my mind was telling me I should talk.

"Sure, Mom. We can talk," I said, my voice soft. I didn't know why I had no resentment towards her anymore, maybe because I had Jacob with me?

when you were little, did I? I wasn't there when you made mistakes and needed guidance...I ruined everything for you, didn't I?" A sob escaped her, as she

I loved my father, but seeing her cry like this broke my heart. Maybe, I did love her in my own way, and I hadn't

beautiful memories of when we were together as a family, "I understand, Mom. And I'm sorry for not letting you in all these years. I'm sorry I only thought about what I

I should

I should have attended those special

to open those gifts I sent, I'm sorry I always tried to make up for my absence with materialistic things. I'm sorry," She cupped my face, sobbing,

I'd

But yes, my ego made me pack them back skillfully so that no one ever knew worn those dresses once in my locked room. I've played those games, tried those headbands, and watched those cartoons-I saw them all. I was too stubborn to accept that I still considered you my mom and

open those gifts?" A soft,

do my best at the competitions, even the moments when you emailed me math suggestions. But I

concern. None of it matters anymore," Dad spoke up, "And I'm sorry for the other day. I went borderline. I hope

guys. You two

apologize. I messed up by interfering between Evelyn and Jacob. I should have thought it through. While'd blamed Jacob for the incidents he endured in the past, and told him that the trauma would fall heavily on Evelyn, I unknowingly ended up making mine fall on Kers. Samuel and I, we were