Reclaiming the CEO's Heart
Chapter 197 A Well-intentioned Lie

Chapter 197 A Well-intentioned Lie

Lily answered without any hesitation, "Isn't it true? I heard that you are still living together. Avy, do you really understand what divorce means? You're still young, and it will not only bring trouble to yourself if you continue like this but also make Jacob and Layla subject to gossip."

Avery couldn't distinguish whether it was her heart or stomachache anymore. It felt like tiny ants were viciously gnawing at her organs, causing her excruciating pain.

Avery endured the pain and forced a smile, though thousands of words were on the tip of her tongue. "So this is how you see me."

"Mom, don't say that about Avery. After all, she's still young. It's normal for her to be a bit immature. Since we are family, we should be tolerant of each other. It's okay with me."

At this moment, Layla appeared particularly magnanimous, while Avery seemed petty.

Lily was full of righteousness as she said, "Layla, rest assured, Avy is my own child. I will naturally give you an explanation and will not let her ruin the relationship between you and Jacob."

Avery felt as if her organs were bleeding, and there was a strong smell of blood in her throat.

But she didn't want to reveal her weakness in front of these people, so she tightly suppressed it.

The smell of blood spread in her mouth, and she was about to speak when Jacob's cold voice interrupted, "Avery didn't ruin anything; I wanted to take care of her."

"Jacob, I know you are kind-hearted and righteous. You don't need to defend Avery. She has always been a liar since childhood, and I know her character too well. As long as she wants to do something, she will use any means necessary to achieve her goals."

Avery's knuckles turned white, and even the corner of her clothes was distorted by her grip.

She didn't even want to explain anymore. Yes, she pretended to be sick when she was a child.

It was because her classmates said that when they were sick, their mothers would take leave from work and stay at home, not only taking care of them gently but also making their favorite food for them.

So she pretended to be sick, hoping

to get her usually indifferent mother to pay more attention to her. Even if it was just placing a hand on her. forehead, showing a slight trace of concern in her eyes, or asking a caring question, it would make her happy for a long time.

Unfortunately, her trick was instantly exposed.

She didn't give up and deliberately took a cold bath all night, causing a high fever.

Avery thought to herself that this

time, her mother would definitelyet

take good care of her, and she

wondered if she would be able to eat

the

cake made by her mother.

She had already decided that she wanted to eat the bear-shaped cream cake made by her mother.

But Lily walked up to her bed, looked

down at her flushed face from

above, and spoke in an extremely cold tone. At such a young age, why haven't you learned your lesson? Pretending to be sick again? Send herto school." She gave the order to the butler.

"Madam, I can see that Avery's complexion looks very bad. It's possible that she is truly sick."

"Hmph, how could she get sick when she is so healthy? She must be pretending to be sick to avoid going to school. No need to send her today; let her go on her own."

After saying this, Lily left, ignoring her desperate cries.

Just like the day she left, she never turned back again.

She could clearly determine the truth just by placing her hand on her forehead, but she was unwilling to do such a simple action. When she fainted on the snowy ground, the butler picked her up, and Avery softly asked, "Do you think my mother really loves me?" The butler's heart ached, and he couldn't find words to respond. "Miss, there is no mother in this world who doesn't love her own child." "Well..." Avery smiled happily. "This time, I didn't lie to her. Can you please tell her that I'm really sick and I want to eat the cream cake she makes?"

Sᴇarch the FindNovel.net website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.