My Son and I Reborn Together, He said He would Help Me Chapter 05

My Son and I Reborn Together, He said He would Help Me Chapter 05

I didn’t explain that much in detail to Tyler.

He also sensed that I didn’t want to talk about it.

He just suddenly held my hand, his tone serious:

“Mom, no matter the reason, at least now you and Dad aren’t married yet, you can choose the lifestyle you like once more.”

My breath caught, and the words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat.

I thought he would ask me to be with Vincent.

But I didn’t expect him to say this.

I said blankly: “In that case, you won’t be able to be born.”

He smiled indifferently.

“I’m not important, Mom is what’s important.”

“Even if I’m not born, I will always accompany you in the form of an egg. I will always be Mom’s child, just born at a different time.”

I lowered my head.

My mind flashed with the day-after-day life of being imprisoned on the island.

Every day looking forward to Vincent’s arrival, longing for a family reunion.

But no matter what I did.

I couldn’t warm Vincent’s heart.

He only cared about the child, not me.

I let out a bitter laugh.

Burying my head, I muttered: “Never again.”

I will never again ask for things that don’t belong to me.

Whether it’s Vincent.

Or the wealth and glory of the Sterling family.

Nothing truly belongs to me.

Only experiences and feelings uniquely belong to me.

In this life.

I only pray for peace and smoothness.

Yesterday I told Vincent I would go home for dinner next time.

But next time came too quickly.

When I saw the message Vincent sent, I was just about to go eat with Tyler.

[At your university gate, Mom says come home for dinner.]

Since the words were spoken, I had to agree.

When Tyler learned that I had to return to Sterling Manor again, he called in a fit of anger.

I listened to him calling him old man one bite at a time.

I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry and said: “Why do I feel like you have such huge hostility towards Vincent? Did he abuse you?”

Tyler suddenly paused.

After a good while, he said again: “No, anyway he isn’t good enough for you, just eat and leave quickly.”

I smilingly agreed.

Walking out of the university gates, sure enough, I saw Vincent standing by the car in his suit and leather shoes.

He swept his gaze over my back, not knowing what he was looking at.

When he spoke, his tone was as steady as ever.

“Tomorrow is the weekend, won’t you stay at home for two days?”

My back tensed, feeling a bit regretful.

Back then, I applied to a university close to home because of Vincent.

Who would have thought I could be reborn back to my freshman year.

If I had known this, I would have just run far away.

“I’m not staying, I have things to do at school.”

Vincent: “What things?”

Of course, it was keeping my son company.

But it was hard for me to say, so I casually told a lie to brush it off.

Vincent’s tone was unhurried as he retorted: “Is that so? I thought you met a new friend and were having too much fun to come home.”