Chapter 573

Stella stopped and turned to face Keen.

"Is something wrong?"

Her tone was calm, her expression unruffled. She wasn't especially warm, but she wasn't cold, either-just neutral.

Keen stood there, a little stunned.

Lately, Mom seemed different again.

A while back, her indifference had made him angry, left him feeling miserable and unwanted. Now, though, there was something else—something heavy and cold pressing on his chest, as if a stone were weighing him down.

Children are keenly perceptive. Keen could sense it: his mother didn't love or care for him the way she used to.

He blurted out, voice anxious, "Mom, about just now-it wasn't me who told Dad. I promise."

Stella just nodded lightly. "I know."

Her calmness washed over him like a bucket of cold water, dousing whatever hope or excitement he'd carried.

His eyes went red. "Mom, do you... not want me anymore?"

Stella looked at him and spoke, steady as ever. "No. Even if you live with your father, I'm still your mother. That won't change. I'll always have responsibilities toward you—nothing will take that away."

But her words didn't bring Keen any comfort.

He looked up at her, hesitated, then said softly, "Mom, I... I don't want to live with Dad. I want to stay with you."

Stella seemed surprised.

to stay at my place for

shook his head. "No, I want to live with you. I want to be with you all

a brief

father and your grandma won't agree to

“But I talked to some other kids at school- they said when

Stella, searching her face for

to choose

Rachel? If you live with me, you might not get

blinked, caught off guard. He hadn't thought of

but because he couldn't. He

who had always been good to him. She'd even risked her life to save him, even though Mom didn't like

If you really want to live with me, you'll need to

walked away, his lips quivering, sadness etched all over his small

door opened again

own softened, a trace of concern

the one who told me about what happened

looking lost. "No... she never even asked. When I tried to explain, she didn't

do you think Mom really doesn't

knelt beside him, reassuring. "Of course not. If

never would have risked her

a moment,

a new thought. "Is Mom mad at me because she thinks I told you everything? Dad, could you explain things to her?

that bad man

knew the kidnapper because a recorder

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