A Husband For Killer Mom

253 Ch. 253 I-m Sorry-Thank You

Anxia was the one who taught Lori to act and not to show her true feelings, yet Lori’s acting was not as perfect as Elliot’s. That was reasonable since Anxia never forced her daughter to perfect her acting, and she ensured that no dangerous situation would cause the little girl to do so.

As for Elliot, that kid didn’t need to hide his face because his acting was so perfect that if the film industry noticed this kid’s ability, Anxia was sure that his son would become a gifted actor.

Now she understood Elliot so diligent in honing his acting skills, and his mouth always sounded sweet, making adults’ hearts melt every time Elliot spoke.

The boy had trained himself to please adults and hide his true feelings because he feared something terrible would happen if he displeased the adult.

“Mama…”

Anxia immediately eradicated her killing intent to not make her son in her arms fear her. “Hm?”

“When I knew I had a mother out there, I always called you whenever I was locked up. I feel like you can hear me if I keep calling out to you.”

Anxia didn’t see with her own eyes what kind of condition her son was in when the boy was locked in a dark room and seized by fear. Oddly enough, she could picture Elliot’s face crying as he screamed her name, as if she had seen the scene before.

No… hadn’t she often seen this scene before?

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Since Lori learned to speak for the first time, she has been having frequent nightmares. She saw her daughter crying out of fear in her dream. Strange enough, her daughter’s hair wasn’t blonde, and her eye wasn’t green-purple.

Anxia felt like she saw herself in a dream and thought her fear of losing Lori was causing her to see visions in the form of bad memories she experienced in her childhood.

But… what if the dream she saw wasn’t just a dream? What if it turns out that the child in her dream is Elliot, calling out to her?

Anxia didn’t know how broken her heart would be that her son had lived in misery since birth. Right now, Elliot looks happy, and his bond with Loraine seems very close and intimate, as if they are a real family.

She never expected their close bond only because Elliot forced himself to please Loraine due to fear, while Loraine adored Elliot over time thanks to the boy’s good nature.

“Elliot, I’m sorry.” She was sorry for not knowing that someone had let her guard down and let someone else trick her into believing she only had one baby.

If Anxia’s heart could still be more broken than this, perhaps her heart would have turned to dust and vanished in the wind. She felt angry at anyone who took her son from her—she hated her obstetrician for hiding that she was carrying twins.

And she hated that unknown man who had traumatized his son the most, forcing Elliot to become someone he wasn’t.

“Mama, it’s not your fault. You don’t recognize me because Aunt Jamie said grandma tricked mama and took me secretly. Now I’m fine. That person also hasn’t appeared since I was a good kid. I can also meet you and papa. I feel happy to meet you even though we can’t live together.” Elliot continued, tilting his head to see his mother, who was now looking at him with despairing eyes.

“We’ll be living together once we get out of this place. I promise.” Anxia said firmly as she softly kissed Elliot on the forehead, making the boy smile broadly. “From now on, if you’re with daddy or me, you’re free to speak your mind, and you don’t have to be afraid of anyone. I will cover your weaknesses and protect you from them.”

Once again, a pair of galactic black eyes filled with tears and two tiny hands wrapped around Anxia’s stomach and buried her face in front of her mother’s chest.

“Thank you, mama—for being my mother.”

“Me too. Thank you because you have fought well until now.” Anxia patted her son’s back while showering the boy’s head with her signature motherly kiss. “And one more thing. No one has the right to forbid you to cry even though you are a man. Sometimes, shedding tears takes a lot of courage, and in my opinion, tears don’t always mean sadness. Someone might cry because they are too happy.”

“One can cry from being too happy?” Elliot raised his head to look at his mother with curious eyes.

“Of course. Aren’t your tears right now because you’re too happy.”

Elliot smiled widely, so sweetly that it reached his eyes, letting Anxia know that Elliot was smiling from the bottom of his heart right now, which brought further pain in her heart. Now she knew Elliot had not smiled genuinely all this time and put on a usual smile to make adults like him.

Anxia exhaled a heavy sigh. She thought Lori’s life since birth was hard enough for her daughter. From a young age, Lori had to be trained to understand secret codes and act a little so the enemies targeting them would not catch Lori to lure Anxia out.

Anxia had never demanded that her daughter master the secret codes with Ling Meng or perfect her acting skills—he didn’t want to burden her daughter’s mind and spirit by overtraining a child of Lori’s age.

It was lucky that Lori enjoyed learning foreign languages ??and secret codes. What Lori could accept and the little girl had fun with was what Anxia and Ling Meng taught. They never teach Lori anything that she can’t get, nor do they require the girl to master it within a specific time.

Since her marriage to Richard, Anxia’s only hope was that her daughter could act freely without worrying that enemies would target her daughter because she and Richard were ready twenty-four hours to protect their baby.

Alas, they never knew they had a son. Otherwise, Elliot’s golden times wouldn’t be as suffering as now. She could only hope that she could change Elliot’s point of view and her son’s habits. She hoped Elliot could grow up like an average child and have a happy and peaceful childhood.

Thus, she had to bring Elliot out of this hell as soon as possible.