fanqie novel
Chapter 286
Chapter 286
She walked out of the bedroom, and everyone's eyes were on her.
No one said a word, and the atmosphere was super awkward.
"Did I go too far just now?" She sat down on the couch, reflecting on herself, "I shouldn't have said that
about Makayla."
"You weren't over the top at all! It was Elijah who yelled at you first. The moment you started talking, he
told you to shut up! I think not only did you not go overboard, but you should've gone even further! If it
were me, I'd have cussed him out directly! I'd not only call Makayla an idiot, but his whole family too!"
Mike comforted her.
Mike's words left Violette stunned.
Albina chimed in, "Violette, you were just blowing off steam. If he had any sense, he would know you
didn't mean it."
"I don't care what he thinks; I'm just afraid Makayla will be hurt." Violette lowered her eyes, sighing
softly.
She didn't care about Elijah's feelings; she was just worried that her angry words would hurt Makayla.
"Makayla isn't mad. She said she's really an idiot," Mike reassured her.
"It's precisely because she's like this that I feel guilty." Violette fidgeted, got up from the couch, and
returned to her room.
Seeing their mom so remorseful, Rita and Ian felt terrible too.
Tonight, Ian truly realized that Makayla was different from them.
Although Makayla looked like an adult woman, her mental capacity wasn't that of a normal person.
Even a young child would be angry and rebellious when being called an idiot by others.
So it seemed pointless for him to be so mean to Makayla all the time. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
Back in their room, Rita pulled out her watercolor pens and started drawing on paper.
Ian peeked over.
"Brother, can you give this to Makayla tomorrow?" Rita drew a flower on the paper.
Ian was a bit disdainful but didn't refuse.
"I feel so bad for Makayla!" Rita's eyes reddened, "Who would want to be an idiot? Only an idiot
wouldn't mind being one."
Ian took her drawing and put it in his backpack.
"Brother, let's not be so mean to Makayla anymore, okay?" Rita held her brother's hand and pleaded,
"We can just hate dad, not Makayla."
The next day.
During the break, Makayla, as usual, came to Ian's classroom door.
Ian reluctantly handed her Rita's drawing.
She took the drawing, her face full of joy.
It was as if what happened last night didn't affect her at all.
"I love it!" She hugged Ian tightly.
Ian, "..."
He had just decided not to be mean to her anymore, but he couldn't handle her being this enthusiastic.
Ian pushed her away forcefully, quickly returned to the classroom, and closed the door.
After a while, Makayla's nanny came over with a basket. The basket was filled with fresh fruits and
some snacks.
The nanny handed the basket to Ian's teacher.
"This is from Makayla for Ian," the nanny said, glancing at Ian.
Ian happened to look up.
For a moment, the nanny seemed to see Elijah.
The nanny returned to Makayla's room.
Makayla was still looking at the drawing.
"Makayla," the nanny sat down beside her, "have you ever thought that Ian looks a lot like your
brother?"
Makayla nodded, "I like Ian."
"I mean, Ian might be your brother's child." There was no one else in the room, so the nanny and
Makayla could speak freely, "If Ian is really your brother's child, then you would be his aunt."
"Aunt?" Makayla furrowed her brows slightly.