Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 824 - 842: Mum, Mum, Mum! (12)

Chapter 824: Chapter 842: Mum, Mum, Mum! (12)

"Raymond, are you sure you don’t want your birth mother? If you don’t, I’ll have Sister Isabel leave our home right away."

Raymond still didn’t speak.

Isabel’s fingers gripping the tableware turned white from the force.

Percy pursed his lips, his voice carrying a hint of chill: "Raymond, if you want your birth mother, then call her ’Mum’. If you don’t, I’ll make your birth mother leave right now, and from now on, you live with me."

Paused, Percy continued: "Of course, after this, you will never see your birth mother again."

Raymond suddenly looked up at Percy, then at Isabel, his little mouth opened but still didn’t say anything. Instead, he stood up, threw away his tableware, and ran back to his bedroom once again.

As Raymond closed his door, the tableware in Isabel’s hand fell onto the table with a crash, and one piece rolled onto the ground.

The dining table instantly became quiet. Isabel looked at the barely touched food in Raymond’s bowl, couldn’t bear it, and stood up, walking to Raymond’s bedroom.

Raymond hadn’t locked his door when he ran back into his room, leaving a crack open. Before Isabel pushed the door open, she heard Raymond’s childish voice coming from inside.

"Mum..."

"Mum..."

"Mum..."

Raymond continued to call out "Mum" in different tones with various emotions, from weak to strong.

Listening to this one after another "Mum", Isabel’s eyes welled up with tears in an instant.

She raised her hand, gently pushed the door open, and saw Raymond standing in front of the mirror, making various expressions while calling "Mum".

Unable to hold back, Isabel covered her mouth with her hand, crying out loud: "Raymond..."

Raymond turned his head and saw Isabel at the doorstep. He was taken aback and then blushed, becoming somewhat awkward.

Isabel’s heart had shattered at the sight of Raymond practicing how to call "Mum" alone in front of the mirror. She ran to Raymond, kneeled down, and pulled him into her arms. She cried as she spoke in a muffled voice, but Raymond could hear every word: "I’m sorry, I’m sorry... "

Raymond’s eyes turned red, he held his breath, clenched his teeth, and didn’t speak.

Isabel pressed his head into her arms and cried out loud.

Eventually, Raymond also cried out loud with a "wah".

From his birth and search for his mother, until now hiding his inner emotions, in those long five years, he had yearned for a mother and resented his own mother deep down. At this moment, his emotions were overwhelming.

With this cry, Raymond seemed to be releasing all the grievances caused by the lack of motherly love over the years.

After a long while, he stopped crying, sniffled, raised his head, and looked at Isabel with wet eyelashes, asking, "Sister Isabel, are you really my birth mother?"

Isabel couldn’t utter a word as she cried, only nodding her head forcefully.