GoodNovelChapter 386 Not The Mother He Imagined Anymore "Tiffany, what's wrong with me?" Max stared at Tiffany, confused and unaware that he had been running a fever.
Tiffany touched Max's forehead. The fever had completely subsided, and he seemed perfectly fine.
Smiling, Tiffany explained the situation to Max.
Max obediently reached out and touched his own forehead.
"It's not hot anymore, Tiffany." "That's right, so let's go home." Tiffany gently touched Max's face before setting him down and taking his hand, ready to leave the infusion room.
Just then, Leon walked in carrying a bag of fruit. Seeing Max awake, he placed the bag in front of him.
Leon had bought a variety of fruits, not knowing which ones Max liked.
Max's eyes lit up at the sight of the colorful assortment of fruits.
"Pick what you like," Leon said, giving Max the choice.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMax chose his favorite, strawberries.
The fruits had already been washed so that Max could eat them right away. He took a bite of a strawberry, savoring its sweet flavor.
Then, Max picked another strawberry and held it up to Tiffany's mouth.
"Tiffany, you have one too." "Okay," Tiffany nodded and took a bite.
Max then offered Leon a strawberry hesitantly, afraid Leon might refuse.
But Leon didn't reject Max. His issue wasn't with Max but with Isadora. After all, Isadora was the one who was responsible for everything that had happened.
Max was still a kind-hearted child. With proper guidance, he would surely grow up to be well-behaved.
Leon ate the strawberry, and Max's face lit up with a smile. He had been afraid of Leon earlier, but now he reached out to hold Leon's hand.
However, Max didn't see Leon as his father yet. He just felt safe with Leon and Tiffany around.
"Now we can go home, Max," Tiffany said, patting Max's head. They exchanged a smile.
Leon drove them home.
As they walked into the yard, Isadora suddenly appeared and called out to Tiffany.
Max and Tiffany had been chatting and laughing, but their smiles vanished at the sight of Isadora.
Isadora stormed over and grabbed Max, pulling him into her arms.
Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñe5sto catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now! "Tiffany, what are you trying to do to Max? I saw you leaving the hospital! Did you do something to hurt him?" Isadora blamed Tiffany without knowing the truth.
Tiffany found it laughable. Isadora was concerned about Max now, but where had she been last night? She had said harsh words to Max and hadn't looked for him all night. Max's high fever was partly due to Isadora's actions. The events of the previous day had upset Max, and he had gone out into the cold, which made him sick.
"Isadora, why don't you let Max tell you how we treated him?" Tiffany suggested, not wanting to argue unnecessarily.
Isadora looked at Max, expecting him to defend her.
But Max quickly recounted the events of the previous day and explained how Tiffany had cared for him during his fever.
Isadora realized Max was siding with Tiffany. In just one night, Max had started to favor Tiffany.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFurious, Isadora let go of Max's hand.
"I'm your real mother! How can you be so close to a stranger?" Isadora shouted hysterically, clearly on the verge of a breakdown.
Tiffany was displeased. Isadora's behavior was irrational. Max had om mentioned his fever but Isadora hadn't asked about his condition or shown any concern. She was only focused on Max defending Tiffany. "Mom, but Tiffany has been really good to me, and Leon too..." Max said honestly, hoping Isadora would understand and stop targeting Tiffany.
"Enough! It seems you've been won over in just one night. Do you know what kind of people they are? Just because they're a little nice to you, you think they're great. I'm your real mother; would I ever harm you?" Isadora continued to question Max, trying to make him feel guilty.
But Max asked her a question instead.
"Mom, why don't you care about me? I've been sick, but you haven't asked about my condition since you got here." "When we were in Vesperia, whenever I got sick, you would taketo the doctor. You knew I hated bitter medicine, so you'd always have a piece of candy ready." "But why have you changed? Are you still the smom?" Max's sweet, childlike voice asked these questions, his eyes fixed on Isadora.
Isadora was stunned, unable to respond.
Tiffany saw Max's eyes redden and walked over to gently touch his head.
Feeling overwhelmed, Max buried himself in Tiffany's arms.
Isadora watched, feeling deeply troubled. She had once been excited e about Max's birth, believing th@gave her strength. But as her desires grew, she began to see Max as part of her plans, hoping he would help her stay with Leon. These ambitions had twisted her mind. Now, seeing Max prefer Tiffany over her, Isadora felt a sharp pain in her heart. How had her own child grown distant? "Max, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said those things. Chere, lettake you home, okay?"
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