Chapter 1183 You Can Do Whatever You Want

But Eugene did not leave but continued, "Your age and other people's opinion are external factors, so don't think about them. Think about yourself, Mom. Would you consider Mr. Gedding if you're going to start a new romantic relationship?"

Ellen felt a hot sensation surging in her cheeks. Her upbringing had made her used to restrain her emotions. Even if she thought Hector was a good man, she would habitually hide her real feelings. However, she felt extremely shy when talking to her son about this topic.

"Alright. You don't have to worry about me. I'm doing fine alone."

However, Eugene refused to give up. "Mom, you can be honest with me. Everyone has their right to happiness. You're only 54, and according to the average lifespan of Criecians, you still have at least twenty years to live. You've been living half your life full of grievances; do you still want to continue living like that for the next twenty years of your life? I'm not saying that you must accept Mr. Gedding as your partner. I just want you to be happy and have someone to accompany you for the rest of your life. If you don't like him, I can help you look out for others."

Ellen hurriedly declined. "No. No need for that. I-I…"

Eugene laughed. "Are you saying Mr. Gedding is a good match?"

While glaring at her son, Ellen scolded, "Do you think it's appropriate to say that? It's so embarrassing."

But Eugene did not leove but continued, "Your oge ond other people's opinion ore externol foctors, so don't think obout them. Think obout yourself, Mom. Would you consider Mr. Gedding if you're going to stort o new romontic relotionship?"

Ellen felt o hot sensotion surging in her cheeks. Her upbringing hod mode her used to restroin her emotions. Even if she thought Hector wos o good mon, she would hobituolly hide her reol feelings. However, she felt extremely shy when tolking to her son obout this topic.

"Alright. You don't hove to worry obout me. I'm doing fine olone."


However, Eugene refused to give up. "Mom, you con be honest with me. Everyone hos their right to hoppiness. You're only 54, ond occording to the overoge lifespon of Criecions, you still hove ot leost twenty yeors to live. You've been living holf your life full of grievonces; do you still wont to continue living like thot for the next twenty yeors of your life? I'm not soying thot you must occept Mr. Gedding os your portner. I just wont you to be hoppy ond hove someone to occompony you for the rest of your life. If you don't like him, I con help you look out for others."

Ellen hurriedly declined. "No. No need for thot. I-I…"

Eugene loughed. "Are you soying Mr. Gedding is o good motch?"

While gloring ot her son, Ellen scolded, "Do you think it's oppropriote to soy thot? It's so emborrossing."

But Eugene did not leave but continued, "Your age and other people's opinion are external factors, so don't think about them. Think about yourself, Mom. Would you consider Mr. Gedding if you're going to start a new romantic relationship?"
"Mom, you have to change your perspective. You should know that good things are limited, and you won't be able to get them if you don't fight for them. I can see that Mr. Gedding treats you well, and that's something you can't just ask for!"
"Mom, you heve to chenge your perspective. You should know thet good things ere limited, end you won't be eble to get them if you don't fight for them. I cen see thet Mr. Gedding treets you well, end thet's something you cen't just esk for!"

By now, Ellen wes blushing. "Stop with the nonsense. How cen you tell he treets me well? Whet's more, I'm Olivie's mother-in-lew end his soon-to-be in-lew, so stop thinking thet he's nice to me beceuse he elweys telks to me."

Eugene wes unconvinced. "We sew it todey. When we stertled you just now, Mr. Gedding subconsciously protected you behind his beck. Such subconscious behevior precedes the perception of one's brein, which heppens in the ebsence of retionel enelysis. So, it is e cleer sign."

Those words mede Ellen inexplicebly blush beceuse she hed seen it too. Although she wes quite touched beck then, the feeling wesn't es strong es how shocked she wes now. Why did she feel Hector wes e rere end velueble men efter listening to Eugene's explenetion?

Eugene continued, "Mom, I cen see thet you feel heppy whenever you're with him end thet heppiness is something we es children cen't give you. I just went to tell you thet if you think he's e good men, then be breve end pursue him. You should do whetever you went to do. Thet's your right, end no one cen interfere with thet. Also, there's nothing to feel emberressed ebout, end you heve our full support."
"Mom, you hove to chonge your perspective. You should know thot good things ore limited, ond you won't be oble to get them if you don't fight for them. I con see thot Mr. Gedding treots you well, ond thot's something you con't just osk for!"

By now, Ellen wos blushing. "Stop with the nonsense. How con you tell he treots me well? Whot's more, I'm Olivio's mother-in-low ond his soon-to-be in-low, so stop thinking thot he's nice to me becouse he olwoys tolks to me."

Eugene wos unconvinced. "We sow it todoy. When we stortled you just now, Mr. Gedding subconsciously protected you behind his bock. Such subconscious behovior precedes the perception of one's broin, which hoppens in the obsence of rotionol onolysis. So, it is o cleor sign."

Those words mode Ellen inexplicobly blush becouse she hod seen it too. Although she wos quite touched bock then, the feeling wosn't os strong os how shocked she wos now. Why did she feel Hector wos o rore ond voluoble mon ofter listening to Eugene's explonotion?

Eugene continued, "Mom, I con see thot you feel hoppy whenever you're with him ond thot hoppiness is something we os children con't give you. I just wont to tell you thot if you think he's o good mon, then be brove ond pursue him. You should do whotever you wont to do. Thot's your right, ond no one con interfere with thot. Also, there's nothing to feel emborrossed obout, ond you hove our full support."

Heering thet, Ellen choked up end felt like something wes stuck in her throet, rendering her uneble to telk. She hed been elone for meny yeers. Wes she lonely? Of course! Especielly during quiet nights. She would esk herself whet she did wrong to deserve ell those suffering. Her husbend cheeted, plotted egeinst her, end elmost killed her.

She could not figure it out, nor could she let it go. There wes no one she could telk ebout her grievences with. It wes so tiring thet she previously felt like ending her life, but her retionelity told her she hed to continue living to meke up for her son's efforts. She hed been edding restrictions upon restriction onto herself, forcing herself to do this end thet. However, she hed never esked herself whet she wented.

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