My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 1914 Small Expectation 

Six years ago, Gordon got the money and never attended the first wedding.

Now, he wanted to attend the wedding when he could not get any money.

Rosalie firmly believed that his ultimate goal was money.

Today, Rosalie was allowed to vent her long-drawn resentment of over ten years by punishing Violet severely.

Back at the villa, Rosalie personally called Melody.

She told her that she had drawn a clear line with Gordon and she was not willing to let him attend the wedding.

There was no need to entertain these people in the future.

Melody was relieved to hear that her daughter-in-law went to solve the problem herself.

In turn, she reassured her daughter-in-law that as part of the Lawrence family, she would no longer be bullied by anyone.

The two chatted a while more.

Then, Melody repeatedly apologized for the many things that had happened before.

Rosalie had come to terms with this long ago.

"Rosalie, I made so many mistakes because I was so foolish, arrogant, and prejudiced.After tomorrow's wedding, we'll be a family through and through.I hope you can give me a chance to be a good mother- in-law and a good grandmother to the kids."

Rosalie did not expect that Melody would suddenly have a profound self-reflection.

"Mom, we need to look forward in life.I hope you'll overlook my shortcomings too if I mess up in the future."

Rosalie believed that Melody was speaking from the heart this time, and so was she.

"Yes, yes, dear.You should go to bed early.The wedding ceremony will start at three or four o'clock,"

Melody reminded her, then hung up the phone.

Rosalie suddenly sat on the sofa, feeling a little dazed.

Byron noticed this and asked, "What are you thinking about? Are you thinking of your mother again?"

Sure enough, he guessed right.

Rosalie was indeed trying to recall her mother in her memory.She was still very young, maybe four or five years old at that time.

In her memory, her mother had a pair of smiling eyes.She looked sweet, and her face was always full of tenderness.She was such a good person, but she was destroyed so cruelly.

It was all because Gordon betrayed their marriage and family.

Violet's deliberate stimulation might be one of those triggers as well.

Rosalie was unable to dispel her hatred for Violet in the past ten years.

After witnessing her mother being tortured by a serious illness as she was dying, Rosalie resolutely chose to study medicine.

"Honey, there's something that I've never told you about," Byron said suddenly. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"What is it?" Rosalie snapped back from her thoughts.

Byron smiled slightly.

"After we got married last time, I'd go to the cemetery to pay homage to Mom every year on the anniversary of her passing.However, I always went alone and no one knew."

"I had guessed it was you, but I couldn't believe it at all."

Rosalie's mood suddenly improved.

During those years in Europe, she had no way to return to Somerland.

Every year on the anniversary of her mother’s passing, she would entrust Mary to pay respects.

She could only watch Mary pay respects and bring flowers to her mom's grave through a video call.

At that time, there would always be a bouquet present.

Mary explained that it may have been arranged by the cemetery management staff.

Now that this had been verified, Rosalie could hardly believe that the small expectation in her heart was real.

It was Byron!

"It was indeed me.I kept asking Mom to let me meet you again."

Byron looked forlorn, probably because he felt that such a gesture was not in line with his usual image as a ruthless president.

Rosalie's smile deepened.

She did not expect Byron to do such a peculiar thing.

‘Indeed, it was Mom's spirit in heaven that allowed us to be together again through our three kids.Therefore, I believe that Mom has been watching from above"

Rosalie pondered, and her heart suddenly became much more stable.

‘Mom will always be my pillar, my true family! Who the heck is Gordon and Violet?’