Xyla Quest let out a long, helpless sigh as she looked at Sharon Lindt. "Mom, I've nearly become a good-for-nothing person over the years. I don't even know how to do chores anymore." Sharon laughed. "What's the point of knowing how to do such things?"

She turned around and walked to the kitchen, pausing long enough to throw a parting remark to Leon Batton and Lynette Batton. "Take your hardworking mother with you to the living room and have some fruits."

Then, she disappeared into the kitchen.

Leon Batton walked to the couch in the living room and sat down while his sister led their mother by the hand and smiled. "Come on, Mommy."

Lynette was very envious of her mother for being adored by her husband and his parents, even after being married to Stanley Batton all these years.

They treated her the same as ever, or perhaps even better now than before.

Lynette hoped she could be as happy as her mother in the future.

She wanted to be successful and have a loving relationship with her husband with a peaceful relationship with her in-laws.

Xyla helplessly followed her daughter over to the couch and sat down as Lynette began peeling some fruits for her.

There was an unspoken rule in the Batton family that a mother held the most significant role.

Although Lynette and Leon were often treated well by the family, their statuses differed from their mother's still.

they'd been told by their father

told the children that they'd perish if they ever

and took this tradition very seriously ever since

very sweet," Xyla said with a smile while munching

over her children, she thought

still remember how they looked when she

an eye, they were already

would soon

yesterday that I was in your place," she said with

despite

never expected to forget were long

healed all the hurt in her heart with their

she'd never thought she could be rid of had also

family used their capacity of love to transform her into an

smiled. "Mommy, you're still young. Honestly, you don't look like you've aged a day. You've only become more

a little fairy. You'll always

put a smile on Xyla's face,

fruits while looking down at his phone. He

Wilson kept

me kitchen

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