Upon hearing Bonnie’s words, Dolores looked over at Andrew, only to find that he looked quite normal
now. He was chatting with Jessica.
“Did Andrew have any conflicts with Aunt Chloe?” Bonnie believed that there must be some reason.
Dolores didn’t hide anything from her, telling her what had happened.
“How could Aunt Chloe have done that?” Bonnie also didn’t think Chloe had done something right.
They were in a modern era. How could she look upon the family background so much?
Even a civilian has married the royal princess of England. Bonnie wondered why Chloe looked at the
family backgrounds so much.
Dolores patted her. “Just pretend as if nothing happened. Or Andrew would feel quite uneasy.”
Bonnie nodded sensibly. “I know.”
In the evening, Dolores made the herb soup for Andrew. She felt quite uncertain. It wasn’t because she
didn’t believe in Evelyn, but Andrew’s eyes were injured. She wondered if the Chinese medicine would
cure him.
She gave the bowl of herb soup to Andrew. “Let’s have a checkup in the hospital after the funeral.”
Andrew knew what she was worried about. He said, “My eyes were not injured. They were poisoned.
The western medicine wouldn’t cure them.”
Dolores was so panicked. “Poisoned?”
“No worries, Mom. I’ll be fine.” Andrew was afraid to scare her, but it seemed she was still frightened.
“How could I be so careless about my own eyes? Don’t worry, Mom.”
Dolores heaved a sigh. "Can you have a longer vacation now?"
Andrew nodded. "Of course. I haven't taken any break in the past several years. Now I have three
months' vacation."
Dolores touched the bowl and ensured the temperature was low. She passed it to him. “Drink the
soup.”
Andrew smiled and wanted to relax her. “Mom, please feed me,” he said.
Dolores burst into laughter. “How old are you now?”
“No matter how old I am, I’m still your son.” After Andrew grew up, it was quite rare for him to play at
being cute to her. Dolores got a spoon and took the bowl from his hands. Then she started feeding him.
“Is it bitter?”
Andrew nodded. “This herb soup is extremely bitter.”
He was telling the truth. It was bitterer than normal herb soup. That was why Evelyn would always give
him candy after he took the soup.
“As long as it could cure your eyes, no matter how bitter it is, you should bear it.”
Andrew couldn’t see but he knew that Dolores was concerned about him although her tone was strict.
After finishing the soup, Dolores poured a glass of water for him and peeled an orange for him. “Have
some orange to cover the bitterness.”
Andrew took one petal over and put it into his mouth. With a smile, he said, “So sweet.”
Dolores stood in front of him. She wanted to ask him about Evelyn but finally, she gave up. She got him
some hot water to soak his feet.
“Mom, you can ask Joshua to help me.” Andrew couldn’t get used to it as he was grown up but his
mother was helping him.
“When you a little, I bathed you. Why are you so shy now? Why don’t you find a girlfriend? Joshua has
married. You are his older brother. You should be his role model in everything.”
Andrew was silent.
He decided to keep silent.
Otherwise, he was afraid that his mother would nag about his girlfriend.
Seeing that her son kept silent, Dolores heaved a sigh inwardly.
She realized that Andrew was too good at hiding secrets.
She didn’t expose him.
The next day. Funeral.
It was solemn and respectful.
All men who attended it were wearing black suits and women were wearing black dresses.
Guests gradually came here for grieving Kevin's death at noon. The funeral wreaths covered the whole
road.
Matthew and Dolores were the closest family members to Kevin. They were standing on the right side
of the mourning hall, receiving all the guests.
At the door, a man sitting in the wheelchair was pushed in slowly.
From afar, Dolores recognized him. Although they hadn’t seen each other for several years, she was
still quite familiar with him.
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