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Loving Mom 152

Chapter 152

Sharon turned around and saw Theo, Carter, and Kelly standing not far away. Nate stood beside them. He had come along to lend support.

In Nate’s hand were two violins: one belonging to Kelly, the other to Theo.

Kelly tilted her head, looking up at Carter with a face full of surprise. “Carter, Sharon plays the violin too? How come you and Theo never mentioned that before?”

Nate let out a short, mocking laugh. “She’s just copying Kelly, that’s all. Probably thought Kelly looked too beautiful playing the violin and decided to mimic her. Kelly was a renowned musical talent back at Bell University. No matter how hard Sharon tries, she won’t even come close to a tenth of what Kelly can do. And if she hadn’t purposely dressed like Kelly back then, Carter never would’ve mistaken her for-”

Before he could finish, Kelly quickly interrupted, “That’s enough, Nate. Theo’s right here. Don’t say such things.”

Nate clicked his tongue and fell silent, though his displeasure still hung thick in the air.

Theo, noticing how beautifully his mother was dressed-yet standing there beside Matty-felt a wave of jealousy burn in his

chest.

can copy Kelly all you want,” he shouted, eyes reddening,

voice cut through the tension from

almost playful smile tugged at his lips. The faint gleam in his dark eyes caught the light like

“where

into an old acquaintance. Chatted for a bit,” Xavier

walked over to Theo, bent down slightly, and chuckled. “Tell me something, little man-don’t you

rarely had time to dress up. In fact, ever since giving birth, she’d hardly worn skirts or touched makeup. She wasn’t sloppy, but she always went barefaced and kept her clothes simple

cooking every meal, brewing herbal tonics when he wasn’t feeling well-each batch took three to four

for prescriptions and deliver medicine to Madeline. There

But today-today was different.

of the performance, she wore light, elegant makeup. Her long hair was swept into a perfect chignon. A white dress hugged her figure flawlessly, the clean lines accentuating her graceful silhouette. Her skin practically glowed under the

each feature drawn with quiet precision, like brushstrokes from a classical ink painting- refined, ethereal, untouched by the dust of the everyday

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and Kelly

beautiful. Her features were soft and delicate, her frame slender and fragile, giving off an air of vulnerable elegance that made people

by someone Carter had hired especially for today’s performance. It matched her appearance and demeanor