Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1087

Confused, Wyatt looked at Tonya and asked, "Tonya, has your mom always had such a fiery temper?"

"Yeah," Tonya answered with a shrug, "and it's actually gotten worse lately."

"What happened? Did you provoke her again?" Wyatt asked, his tone serious.

With a hint of exasperation, Tonya removed one of her earbuds and said evenly, "Don't blame me for everything. She's your wife. If she's acting out, it's probably because you've spoiled her too much. So maybe you should consider who's really at fault here."

Wyatt was left speechless, and an awkward silence settled over the living room.

40 minutes later, the food was served, and the four of them sat down to eat.

Eva carried her seniority like a badge of honor. She waited until Helen had served her food and arranged her utensils before she started eating, and even then, she did so with evident reluctance.

Her main purpose for this visit was to reassert her dominance.

Eva was well aware of the rumors swirling around Helen and Wyatt. It was said that Wyatt was fiercely protective of Helen and that she had even undergone an abortion for him.

Nonetheless, these events occurred while Eva was separated from Wyatt. Now that she had returned and Wyatt had acknowledged both her and her child, Eva was resolute in protecting her place.

If Helen and Wyatt were genuinely innocent, Eva wouldn't care at all. But if their relationship went beyond mere propriety, she was determined not to ignore it.

While Eva had learned to let go of many things in life, she was willing to risk it all for the sake of her daughter, Tonya.

With a stoic expression, Eva picked up a piece of stir-fried meat and put it in her mouth. She intended to use this meal as an opportunity to unnerve Helen.

However, the moment the meat touched her tongue, its extraordinary flavor revealed itself. Her taste buds were instantly captivated, and the sensation was like floating on a cloud—it was simply sublime.

Skeptical of the flavors, Eva tried several more dishes, sampling a bite from each.

Once they were out of earshot, Helen cautiously asked, "What's the deal with Aunt Eva? Why do I get the feeling she doesn't like me?"

"Don't let it bother you," Wyatt replied, waving his utensils dismissively. "Women her age can be a bit petty. But, you know, she did give me a daughter…"

"Seems like you still care about her, otherwise you wouldn't have brought her back," Helen playfully remarked.

"How dare you tease me, young lady," Wyatt quipped, lifting his hand in a feigned reprimand. Nonetheless, he quickly dropped the pretense and let his hand fall.

With a sigh, he passed his bowl to her and added, "Could you please bring me another bowl of soup? It's been forever since I've had your cooking—I've really missed it!"

"Of course," Helen responded with a warm smile. At that moment, the hurt she had experienced at Boston Residence seemed to melt away.

Wyatt had filled the void created by the lack of a father's love in her life.