Chapter 69: Chapter 69

Chapter 69

After that day, my son and I reconciled with each other, but ever since the little one spent the day with Enzo, he often exhibited unusual behavior. I'm not sure, but it's pretty different. My son wouldn't allow me to visit Ron in the hospital and didn't want to go with me either.

Every time this happened, Rollo showed signs of worry and fear about something, and even though I tried to ask, he refused to answer. There were times when I got so angry and raised my voice, and then the boy would burst into tears, making it difficult for me to handle.

"What did you learn at school today?" I asked, recently noticing Rollo's poor mood. I thought Rollo was still just a child and shouldn't have such fluctuating emotions.

Rollo paused eating, shaking his head silently, then spoke, "Mom... am I going to have to change schools? Actually, I want to go to the same school as Min, but... it seems that if I change schools, you won't be happy, right?"

I was puzzled by what the boy said. I had never intended to change schools for my son. The current school was quite good, even though the school grounds were small, that's what I wanted. It was small and not noticed by many families, which allowed me to avoid the attention of those around Enzo.

"Rollo, are you mistaken about something? Mom never wanted to change schools for you. Maybe your teacher confused you with another student?" I asked, thinking it was just a misunderstanding. In a class with quite a lot of students, it was possible for a teacher to make a mistake about my son.

But contrary to my simple thoughts, Rollo shook his head to deny what I had just said, speaking calmly, "I'm not mistaken. Dad came to my class and talked to Mrs. Emma, and then he talked to Mrs. Bine. My friends all admire me because I have a rich dad."

Mrs. Emma is Rollo's homeroom teacher, and Mrs. Bine is the principal of the school. And the 'Dad' in Rollo's words was undoubtedly Enzo. The thing that I had always worried about finally happened. I deliberately chose a school with the least attention, and it didn't work at all.

I wasn't surprised, just annoyed when I found out that Enzo came to school and made decisions without consulting me. Perhaps he thought that if he told me, I would definitely disagree, and if that was the case, then he guessed correctly.

"Mom... can you hear me?" Rollo noticed my silence and waved his hands in front of me. I took a deep breath and said softly, "I know. I'll talk to your teacher and the school principal. Did Enzo say anything else to you?"

"Dad said that sooner or later, our family of four will reunite. But... he also mentioned that you're still angry with him, so you don't want to come back home yet," Rollo tried to recall what the little boy had said, with a cheerful expression as he looked at me. However, I could only remain silent and expressionless as I looked at my son's smiling face.

At the hospital, I walked quickly to Ron's room, hesitating to enter. My emotions were in turmoil, making it difficult to control myself, but I didn't want Ron to see it at this moment.

Just as I was about to enter, I heard the voice of a middle-aged woman, my hand resting on the door but not pushing it open.

"Why have you ended up like this, oh dear? You know very well that we can't touch that man. Your father has investigated, and the man behind all this is that man. But even if we know, what can we do now? Tell me, if you continue to be with her, he will never spare you," the middle-aged woman sighed tiredly, her voice filled with a sense of choked emotion and distress.

"Mom... please don't bring up irrelevant things. My being with her has nothing to do with my accident. These are two entirely separate issues. He's a despicable person, that kind of person-" Ron was interrupted by the middle-aged woman, her anger rising as she raised her voice, "You know what kind of person he is and yet you're still involved with her? You know who he is, don't you?! No one dares to touch him, even if we sue him, we can't do anything. We might have to suffer because of him."

I heard Ron's faint laughter, he laughed as if to lighten the situation, "Isn't it just causing an accident to me? What else can he do? He can't kill me, so please don't agitate yourself like this, Mom."

I stood outside, listening to their conversation, feeling my whole body trembling. Who was the woman that the middle-aged woman referred to? Who was the man she mentioned in her words?

"I dare not think it's me and Enzo, even though I didn't listen to the entire conversation from start to finish, I still feel extremely uneasy.

I could only hear the voice of an angry woman shouting loudly, "If he's just threatening you in a way like causing an accident, I will never come to you. Our family's company is facing serious financial problems, funding has been abruptly cut off, and partners are turning their backs on us and want to terminate their cooperation... Ha... in just a month, our family's business... your father seems to have aged ten years."

"Mom... don't joke, it's not funny at all. Dad's company is doing really well, how could... it can't be... so why would the partners want to terminate the cooperation?" Ron asked, his voice slightly faltering and anxious. They were having this conversation inside the hospital room without realizing that I had heard everything. Perhaps they forgot that this was just a regular hospital, and the soundproofing between rooms was quite poor.

"I don't know, your dad said... they seem very worried and scared, more like they dare not continue working with us... Alright, let's leave it at that. After you're discharged, you should quickly go home to help your dad with the situation." the middle-aged woman said wearily. I stood there, engrossed in their conversation, and completely forgot that I was eavesdropping.

As the middle-aged woman walked out, she saw me, and our eyes met, making me feel somewhat embarrassed and afraid that she would discover that I had been eavesdropping.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm Ron's friend. I brought some nutritious food for him, and I just arrived." I replied hesitantly, trying to avoid her gaze. Thankfully, she didn't realize and even asked with a smile, "Are you my son's girlfriend?"

I quickly shook my head and explained, "No, we used to be colleagues." I had barely finished my sentence when the woman smiled sadly in disappointment and left.

Ron noticed that I seemed flustered and asked, "When did you arrive?' I knew Ron was worried because I had overheard the conversation earlier, but to avoid making the atmosphere tense, I could only try to reassure myself and pretend to be calm as if I didn't know anything. I asked, "Is she your mother? I just got here. Are you okay? You look a bit pale."

Just one of my words had dispelled Ron's uneasiness and the tense atmosphere in the room. We were having a fairly pleasant conversation, but I could clearly see the anxiety in his eyes.

As I was getting ready to leave, Ron held me back, unlike the times before when he urged me to leave early.

"Flora... can you stay with me a little longer?" he asked.

I looked at him for a moment and then sat down because I had overheard his conversation with his mother and knew his current state of mind. Although I didn't know the specifics of what was happening, I wondered if the accident was truly an accident or if someone was behind it.

"Rollo is probably at school now; it's been a while since I haven't seen the little guy here," Ron said sadly. "I miss him so much..."

Tears welled up in Ron's eyes as he finished speaking. I had never seen Ron so vulnerable, and I felt extremely shocked and flustered, not knowing what to do.

"I'm fine, it's just a bit emotional. When I was undergoing treatment... did Enzo come to bother you?" Ron held my hand and asked. I wanted to speak about the discomfort in my heart, as I always used to confide in Ron in the past, but as I was about to speak, I remembered Ron's conversation with his mother.

The words I wanted to say remained unspoken, and I chuckled awkwardly and shook my head. "No, after he found out Rollo is his son, he seemed more interested in the boy than before. Plus, he hasn't caused any harm to me."

Ron breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that. "That's good to hear. I'll have to head home soon; my father's company is facing some issues and needs my help... Would you like to come with me?"

Ron's question reminded me of over six years ago when I wanted to distance myself from Enzo and start a new life on my own. It was a time when I was desperate and helpless, and Ron was like a beacon of hope for me back then.

I burst into laughter, and Ron couldn't understand why I found it amusing. "What's so funny?"

"Have you forgotten? You asked me this question over six years ago," I continued to laugh, and this time Ron seemed to realize what I meant and joined in the laughter.

I gazed at him for a long while and then laughed with a tinge of bitterness. "But this time, I can't go with you, Ron."

Upon hearing this, Ron furrowed his brow and grasped my hand tightly, hastily asking, "Why? If you're worried about Rollo, you can bring him along; I'll take care of both of you. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you and Rollo. We can-"

Before Ron could finish his sentence, I interrupted him.

"No, Ron, I can't go with you this time."