Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18-Chapter 238: War of Emotions
Even if I thought that it was the right thing to do and say, there was no way that Bradon or anyone in passing would think that way. After all, I had just yelled at his mother and it must have seemed like I was the one who had crossed the line. It did occur to me then that I may have been too harsh on her. I was not completely ignorant of her circumstances and what she must have gone through at the hands of the Vulkans. Since she was just a mistress, they clearly did not consider her part of the Vulkan family. Her pleading words as she begged for her husband even though he wasn’t even present came back to me and I couldn’t help feeling a twinge of guilt.
Her past must have haunted her so badly for her to go mad. It was clear that Alfred had promised her that he would somehow move her to the main Vulkan estate as if something like that was even possible given that he had a legally married wife and a reputation to maintain. Before I could stop myself, I began wondering what it was like for Bradon growing up. The moment that I felt his cold stare on me, I snapped out of my thoughts and quickly realized that the man in question was a problem that I needed to deal with before I lost my head in both the metaphorical and literal sense.
How much of what I just said did he manage to hear?
I cursed silently in my head at the fact that timing was once again not on my side. I began biting on my lower lip before I closed my eyes and let out a sigh at the obvious slip up that I had committed. Since I didn’t know what to say in my own defense, I decided to stay silent as I waited for him to take his anger out on me.
“Why are you here, mother?” Bradon asked his mother emotionlessly instead of addressing me.
His face was just as emotionless as his voice. If he was at all surprised with what he had just witnessed, he did not let it show in the slightest. It looked just like he had returned home to a scene that he was used to and that didn’t at all sit well with me.
“You got me into trouble again! This is all your fault!” his mother yelled as she tried to stand up from her wheelchair.
The sudden change in her mood made me wonder if she had bipolar disorder on top of everything else. Despite her effort in standing up, Brenda didn’t manage to stay on her two feet for more than a few seconds before flopping back down onto her wheelchair. It seemed like she still had control of her legs but her body was just weakened. When she began yelling, cursing, and then weeping all at the same time as if she was unsure how to process her emotions, I believed that her mind was weakened and damaged far worse than her body could ever be. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Instead of worrying about Brenda and her continuous outburst, I found myself looking at Bradon. The pain that I felt eating away inside my chest felt unexplainable. Although her hurtful words were not directed at me, it felt like I could feel his pain all the same. Bradon just stared at his mother with empty eyes as if he was just seeing through her. The fact that he appeared so unaffected by her accusing words only made my chest feel tighter. For a moment, I wished that he would do or say something to express how felt.
It must hurt for him to hear all those things from his mother...
“Take her back home. She can visit again when she’s feeling better,” Bradon instructed the nurse without saying a word to his mother.
He looked too composed throughout it all while all I could do was silently watch the whole situation unfold. I knew that he was simply sorting the issue out with his mother first because it seemed more urgent, and that sooner or later, the time for him to deal with me would arrive. The thought caused a shiver to run through my body and I ended up folding my arms defensively under my chest.
“I’m very sorry about this. She insisted...” the nurse mumbled apologetically.
“No worries. This isn’t your fault. Thank you for taking care of my mother,” Bradon replied before smiling warmly at the nurse.
His friendly attitude filled me with dread, but at the same time, I couldn’t bring myself to look away from his smile. While all of this was happening, Brenda was still cursing and screaming at her own son. I had a pretty good idea why she was acting the way that she was but I couldn’t bring myself to understand her. Blind love could become something very toxic that could eat away at your life. On top of that, there was nothing worse than unrequited love.
I guess I happen to know that very well as well...
Luckily, unlike Alfred, Anthony did not try to abuse the feelings that I had for him. He was too benevolent for that, and he probably doesn’t really know how I truly feel about him. Even though I felt for her and recognized that she was just another victim, that didn’t change the fact that I was extremely angry at her for using her son for her own ends. Clearly, her efforts and all her selfish sacrifices did not amount to much at the end of the day.
An awkward void filled the room when Bradon and I were the only ones left in it. Although Brenda and her nurse had left the room, I could still hear the fading hints of her wails of misery and shouts of anger as she was being wheeled further and further away from the room.
Ok. Now, what?
–To be continued...
Please check out my other books: Forbidden Heat, Love Slave to the Mafia Boss’s Passion, Conquering the Emperor, The Alpha Prince’s Purchased Maid
