Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 199 - 178: Mango Allergy

Maeve Lane’s expression was very calm, "Why did you suddenly decide to see her?"

"I wanted to go a long time ago..." Julian Fairchild’s voice was somewhat light, as if it could be scattered by the wind, "but I never found the opportunity."

Luckily, I didn’t go.

Last time, Mom suddenly had an episode because she heard Julian Fairchild’s name. If he really went, it would likely cause a big problem.

"She’s not quite suited to see people right now." Maeve glanced at him, somewhat worried, "You better not go see her."

Julian wiped his mouth with a tissue handed by Miles Hughes, his eyelashes blocking all his thoughts, "Whatever."

Seeing that he seemed to misunderstand, Maeve explained slightly, "Mom has some resistance towards you... If you go, it’ll worsen her condition."

"Worsen condition..." Julian repeated, his tone was ambiguous, "Will it really worsen her condition, or do you just not want to take me to see her?"

Maeve also put down her chopsticks, the dishes in the bowl looked good, but she suddenly lost interest.

"What are you trying to remedy now?" She raised her eyelids, looking at Julian plainly, "If you cared, over the past few years you would have had plenty of chances to see her without needing my consent."

Julian’s gaze was complicated, "Do you think I don’t care?"

"Since you don’t care, there’s no need to be redundant now." Maeve spoke bluntly.

"Redundant, is that what you think?"

Maeve stood up, didn’t answer the question, but instead said, "If it’s because you’re concerned, then thank you, but please don’t visit my mom anytime recently."

She spoke so smoothly, yet Julian heard a hint of detachment.

[My mom.]

She had never fully accepted this marriage.

Maybe it was wrong from the beginning, even if they started over, he shouldn’t have used such a forceful approach.

So it dragged on for five years.

Constantly meeting yet missing each other.

The man gazed at her, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar, "Whatever."

He had a deep sense of helplessness.

For so many years, he thought Maeve had changed, learned to compromise, no longer proud.

But at this moment, he realized she hadn’t changed at all.

It’s just that she used to be sharp, now she’s learned to be restrained.

Maeve glanced around, saw Sarah Sutton squatting on the ground eating with Nina Quinn, simply said, "I’m leaving first."

Without giving him a chance to answer, she left.

Julian was silent for a long time, Miles stood behind him, the wind was quite strong, making him a bit cold.

The man’s mood was as variable as the weather.

After a while, he spoke, "Have I been wrong from the beginning?"

Miles asked confusedly, "What?"

Julian was just talking to himself, wouldn’t answer his question, just his pair of pitch-black eyes exposed some faint sorrow as if something important was desperately trying to be saved but ended up in vain.

He thought he had retaliated against her, but in the end, it rebounded on him.

The one who develops feelings first loses.

His affection was always more than Maeve’s.

...

As soon as Sarah Sutton just threw away the lunch box, Maeve Lane came over, hugged her shoulders, and called over Nina Quinn, "Let’s go to the lounge for a nap."

Nina quickened her pace, "Okay."

Sarah instinctively wrapped her arm around Maeve’s waist, couldn’t help but linger a little more, "You have quite a slim waist, Fairchild is lucky."

Maeve was somewhat absent-minded, unknowingly asked, "What?"

"Nothing." Although Sarah noticed some clues, she wouldn’t expose them either, as Maeve and Julian were deliberately keeping it hidden, she wouldn’t meddle, "Oh, let me show you something."

She took out her phone, swiped a few times, then stopped at someone’s Weibo page.

Maeve quickly got distracted, "Whose Weibo?"

"Who else, look at the tone and the pictures, guess who it is?"

The background was a grass field, wrestling, and the remarks... Maeve raised an eyebrow, "Summer Ainsworth?"

"Yes."

Sarah complained, "Didn’t her fans see her eyes almost glued to Fairchild this morning at the film set, I think she wanted to take advantage of Fairchild, but instead of gaining benefit, she embarrassed herself."

Maeve was a bit bored, took Sarah’s phone and scrolled down, "...Her fans really support her."

"It’s all an effect of filters. Last time she played a frustrated second female lead, and ended up being considered the male lead’s ideal. A big part of her fanbase resulted from the effects of that show; her agency intentionally set her up as the ideal type, doing everything with a non-competitive, pure flower image."