Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) novel Chapter 768

Grace was taken by surprise and shocked when she heard the voice over the phone.

It was a voice that had been absent in her life for far too long.

She was consumed with a mix of both a weird sense of the unknown and a hint of familiarity.

She closed her eyes as she suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her heart. It was so painful that she almost felt as if she was being suffocated.

"Can you hear me?" Candace's voice echoed from the other end of the phone. It was so indifferent and cold as usual. Only this time, it was all the more indifferent.

She remembered Candace's voice. It was a little hoarse but distinctive.

"Yes I heard you. So you're back?" Grace responded with difficulty.

"Yes," Candace answered almost instantly. Her voice over the phone was very calm. "Hurry up and come over with Alice. I'll wait for you girls," she instructed Grace in an overbearing manner.

Candace was never there for Grace in any way. Even after all these years, through many ups and downs, she merely just waltz back into Grace's life and ordered her around.

She seemed to have forgotten that she had abandoned her children and left without a trace, and now that she had come back, she ordered them around with not an ounce of guilt.

Grace really felt that Candace's way of thinking was different from that of an ordinary person.

She felt that it was inappropriate for her to demand that she and Alice hurry over to the Smith's house in the commanding tone that she used.

She had no right whatsoever to be commanding Grace around.

"Say something, do you hear me? I'm waiting for you girls. Get a move on," Candace said on the other end of the phone in an overbearing tone.

At that moment, Grace felt extremely cross with her mother's behavior.

She had never been on good terms with Candace. She was even infuriated with Candace bossing her around.

Grace remained silent and did not respond to her.

"Grace, do you hear me? I don't have much time on my hands. Get a move on. I need to talk to you girls," Candace pressed on, her tone became more and more domineering,

Grace's hand which was holding the mobile phone, trembled a little. She responded indifferently, "Madam Lowe, as far as I know, you and my father have nothing to do with each other already. Also, you shouldn't even come back to the Smith family. If you have anything to say to me, you can do so right now. I'm listening."

Grace just could not bring herself to be kind to her. In her eyes, anyone could have abandoned her except for Candace.

She felt that her mother was cruel.

It was so revolting that she could actually abandon her and Alice, especially when Alice was at such a young age.

This was not something that could not be forgiven.

The misery that she and Alice had gone through over the many years of their mother's absence could no longer be expressed with words.

Had Candace came back and apologized, she

would not have been so angry.

But she didn't.

Not only did she not apologize, but she also had the audacity to command her and Alice around.

How could such a cruel being be a mother in this world?

"Grace, since you said so, I understand that you hate me," replied Candance with a tone that sounded like she had had a realization; it was as if she had a thorough understanding of Grace's emotion.

"Shouldn't I hate you?" Grace sneered back at her. "Is there a mother like you out there in the world?"

She refused to meet Candace. Her heart would be broken to come face to face with her horrible mother.

"Even if you are mad at me and hate me, I'm still your mother. This is a fact that can't be changed. Since I gave you life, you will always owe me." Candace said furiously, "Get a move on here right now. I have something very important to tell you and Alice."

"I'm not coming," Grace responded just as she did earlier. Under no circumstances, did she want to meet Candace.

That would be like ripping open an old wound.

Her heart simply could not go through that again.

Grace closed her eyes as sorrow engulfed her.

"Aren't you ashamed to be rude to me?" Candace reprimanded her. "Do you think you executed everything in your life to perfection? Without a single flaw?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Grace rebutted. "Do you have a bottom line for everything you do? You are not qualified to educate me."

"So getting pregnant before marriage is your equivalent of having a bottom line?" Candace criticized even more harshly. "Even if I'm not qualified enough, I'm still your mother. Get a move on here now," ordered Candace.

At this point, Grace's eyes were scarlet and swollen. Her resentment for Candace was evident in her eyes.

"Why should I listen to you?" roared Grace. She felt Candace was as pathetic as a rebellious child. Grace simply could not obey her instructions.

It was because she had been let down countless times for so many years.

At this time, Zachary, who was listening on the side, couldn't stand it as well. He snatched the phone and said to the phone, "Grace, don't be sad. It's me who neglected my duty. I didn't expect her to say so."

"Zachary, give me the phone," Candace ordered as she stretched out her hand to get the phone again.

He looked at her with an enraged gaze. He rebuked her, "Aunt Candace, you're going too far. Even I think that it is inappropriate for you to speak in this manner. You're making Grace so upset. Have you ever thought that it's your absence that caused her all the mess she's had to deal with?"