Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 185

I quickly fished out my phone. It was a message from Gevena, and she had sent only a few words, [All smooth sailing! Capital verification reports have been exchanged. Awaiting response.]

I quickly typed back, [OK. I've added a little something extra.]

Gevena immediately replied with a question mark.

I smirked, replying with a hint of amusement, [Just watch the show. We'll talk more when I get back.]

Gevena sent back a simple, [Okay.]

With our tacit understanding, we ended the conversation. I held my phone, watching my two children interact with their grandfather. I was comforted.

Moreover, today's lesson was splendid. I was utterly impressed by Galen's teaching skills. He didn't scold or reprimand; instead, he fostered an atmosphere of joy and harmony that not only produced excellent results but also stimulated the kids' enthusiasm and participation.

Just like this moment, Monique who was impatient was now full of questions, constantly asking Galen questions that made him laugh heartily at times, and she was listening attentively to others, and answering seriously when needed.

For the first time, I noticed that Monique was quite eloquent and quick-witted. It was clear that she was smart. She would be good at learning if she was under proper guidance and able to hold her attention.

In no time, they would indeed become unique in their own right. I wouldn't need to worry about them being led astray by the Dawson family, which would be horrifying.

It seemed that my plan to keep the kids here was on track and was the right decision.

She sighed, and was going to cry, and patted my hand and said, "You've had a tough ten years."

"Mom, don't be upset. To be honest, he was decent to me in the early years. Later, when I was ill and bedridden, I didn't know anything, which was actually a blessing in disguise. It wasn't that hard. I'm a strong person. Knowing how he treated me, I swore to get my revenge. I don't love him anymore, and it doesn't hurt."

I gave a bitter smile and continued, "I chose to marry him. So, I have no regrets. But I need to correct this mistake. I want to send them all to hell and let them taste the torment of eternal damnation."

"He is such a bastard! I thought, for the sake of our three children, we could spare him, so they wouldn't grow up hating us. But now it seems they are all evils. Keeping them around would be a disgrace to our children." My mother was truly angry, as she seldom spoke so harshly.

"Mom, speaking of the children, I've discussed with Dad. I plan to leave Monique and Probert here with you." I broached the subject with my mother.