Torn Apart

Silently, Cecilia listened, serving as a confidant, allowing Elena to voice all her frustrations and regrets.

“When I was young, I compared myself with my brothers, filled with youthful passion. Then I married your dad and gave birth to Nathaniel and Nicholas. I set my heart on raising my sons to surpass them. I did it in the end, but I realized that up until now, they haven’t really held me in high regard.” Elena massaged her temples, adding, “Sometimes, I really admire your mother, so formidable and capable. Now that I’m older and weary, I’ve decided to lead a calm, peaceful life without comparing myself to anyone else.”

Cecilia nodded, saying, “Regardless, Nathaniel and I will respect your decision.” “Thank you,” said Elena sincerely.

At that moment, she was no longer Cecilia’s mother-in-law. Instead, she was like an ordinary person seeking understanding from a friend.

Cecilia didn’t know how to console her, so she could only sit quietly by her side.

At bedtime that evening, Wren was still out.