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?

and tears welled in her eyes. "I never held your hand 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 looked at me, "I guess I'm the worst mother anyone could possibly have. I neglected every relationship because of my career, and chased my dreams

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

I had hugged her. It felt foreign but brought back beautiful memories of when we were together as a family, "I understand, Mom. And I'm sorry for

Evelyn, I

attended those special moments in your life,

for you 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

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 loved you just as much as I did before everything fell apart. I never despised you, Mom. I

those gifts?" A soft, melancholic smile spread across

me math suggestions. But I just...didn't want you to know. I'm sorry that it was my way of making you feel guilty, but I was stubborn and stuck. It's not just your fault, Mom. I am at

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

guys. You

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 just like Evelyn when we made such décisions, and we went through shit and regrets that one can't even imagine. I just didn't