Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 712 - 730: The Most Surprising Conjecture (3)

Chapter 712: Chapter 730: The Most Surprising Conjecture (3)

He really is Sister Isabel’s son.

His eyes instantly turned red.

Seeing Raymond like this, Isabel’s heart ached. She reached out her hand, wanting to embrace him.

But Raymond raised his hand, fiercely pushed her away, jumped away from her side, and ran towards the bedroom door.

Isabel didn’t expect Raymond’s reaction and stood up instinctively: "Raymond!"

Raymond stopped but didn’t turn around; his small shoulders shook, as if crying.

Percy looked at Isabel, walked to Raymond, raised his hand to pat his head, and spoke in the softest tone he ever had, "Raymond, your mother is right in front of you. Hurry up and call Mum."

Hearing this sentence, Isabel hesitated to approach Raymond.

To Isabel, even if doing so cost her life, she would still be willing to hear the word "mother" from him.

About half a minute later, Raymond slowly turned his head.

Isabel’s heart was instantly lifted as she expectedly looked at Raymond.

However, Raymond only glanced at Isabel, pursed his lips, and quickly ran out of Percy’s bedroom. Soon after, a loud bang came from the next room’s door.

The sound shook Isabel’s heart, making it shudder violently twice.

She was afraid that Raymond would hate her, so she didn’t dare tell him she was his mother the moment she learned the truth. She had always been looking for a suitable opportunity and made every effort to make Raymond like her more. But in the end, when she told him the truth, he still wouldn’t forgive her.

At that moment, Isabel felt unbearable pain. It was as if she had lost all her strength and collapsed onto the sofa.

Percy quickly walked to her side, raised her to embrace her, and gently comforted, "It’s okay. Raymond was just frightened. Give him some time to adjust. He really likes you as his mother deep down."

Isabel knew these were just thin consolations from Percy. Her mood didn’t improve. She felt helpless, leaning against Percy’s chest as her body trembled for a long time before speaking, "Percy, Raymond really doesn’t like me... He really doesn’t."

"No, no... Don’t think like that." Percy touched Isabel’s hair, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead, trying to ease her panic.

"I’m not overthinking it, Percy. I’m the worst mother in the world... I could lose my own child. It’s only natural for Raymond to hate me... Moreover..." As Isabel spoke, tears streamed down more fiercely, her voice thick with emotional chokes, "Raymond has told me many times that he hates his mother very much...."

Raymond once expected so much from his mother, but eventually, his expectation turned into despair.

Percy had been observing it all along.

Raymond’s character was actually very mild, but his reaction today was the most intense since he was born.

Percy brought Raymond all the way to his father, feeling uncertain about what to do.

However, Percy still tried to comfort Isabel with a relaxed tone, "Isabel, don’t overthink it. Raymond must be shocked."

Isabel didn’t respond but cried even more violently. Percy held her, but no matter how he comforted her, it was useless. Finally, he could only carry her to the bed, where she curled up on the bed, clutching the quilt and continuing to cry incessantly.

Such matters couldn’t be rushed. Raymond was already a five-year-old child who had some judgment. So, Percy didn’t hurry for his son to accept this reality.