After Cordy left work, she headed straight to John’s apartment.
It was only after she arrived and saw the food placed on the table that she remembered that she hadn’t
eaten.
In fact, she had forgotten that it was now dinnertime.
Winston invited her to join them eagerly, while Dicky was also hugging her leg and saying, "Mommy! I
missed you so much! Let's eat together— Winston made us a lot of good food."
Unable to resist Dicky's enthusiasm, and because she afforded Kyle an opening to attack her because
she wasn’t eating well that one time, Cordy wouldn’t allow herself to repeat the same amateur mistake.
Even if Kyle was dead, John lives—and he was far more dangerous than Kyle.
As she sat at the dining table, John never once spoke to her and maintained his noble aloofness.
Cordy finally looked at the food on the table to see that almost every dish was her favorite.She then
remembered that Dicky's tastes were just like hers; therefore this wasn’t the least bit surprising.
Picking up her knife and fork, she started eating.
As they ate, Dicky's chipper voice made it obvious how happy he was to have Cordy there.
He kept putting food on her plate, asking repeatedly if the food was good.
When she looked like she was about to put down her knife and fork, he told her seriously that she
should take care of her body so that she could give her a sister.
Cordy almost choked from the child's unrestrained words.
She had no plans to marry, and even less so now that she had a son; let alone have another child.
"Mommy has you, and that's enough," she said, patting Dicky's little head.
Dicky clearly had more to say, so she quickly added, "I'm full now.I'd be sick if I ate more.You're still
growing, so you should eat."
"Okay," Dicky nodded obediently.
Then, he added seriously, "Ill grow up to be as big as daddy and protect you from bullies, mommy."
"That's good,"
Cordy smiled tenderly.She genuinely felt that no matter how bad things got, all was right with the world
as long as she had Dicky.She just didn’t expect the thought to shatter soon after; and it was because
she had to help a grade-schooler with his studies.
As Cordy sat with Dicky in his room in front of his little desk, she spent an hour teaching him the proper
pronunciation; to the point she began to wonder the meaning of life.
She was actually skeptical if her 1600 SAT score was just an illusion.She simply couldn't understand.
Her baby—her own flesh and blood—was simply unable to absorb the most basic knowledge! She
clenched her knuckles to restrain herself, finally realizing that peace in the family was possible except
when homework came in the equation.
Even if she was usually the best of mothers, she would turn into the stereotypical wicked stepmother
when her son's education was at stake.
At the moment, she was almost shaking as she kept restraining herself.
She repeatedly told herself that she wasn’t upset and that Dicky was her biological son, as if it was a
mantra.
"Am I stupid, Mommy?"
Dicky leveled a sad puppy look at her, perhaps having sensed her repressed feelings.
The tutors he had before had tried countless times.
Since they dared not be harsh with him, they left in tears from sheer helplessness.
One of them bawled so hard, Dicky almost had a heart attack.
Nonetheless, Cordy's heart softened almost instantly.
She assured him, "No, you're not stupid.No one’s able to catch up so quickly without preschooling, but
it gets very simple once you learn the basics.All we have to do is get through it."
"Okay!"
Dicky nodded, quickly becoming confident.
"Now, let's go again.Cool, whip."
"Cool, whip."
"Correct! Now repeat it."
"Cool ."
Cordy closed her eyes, feeling unending despair—her chest actually hurt! She had tried teaching him
dozens of times.
Dicky would always get it right when he repeated after her, but would always get it wrong when he did it
himself.
As she worked hard to rein in her emotions, Dicky asked dolefully, "Mommy? Did I get it wrong again?"
"It's alright.Just take it slow,"
Cordy murmured, her voice shaking from restraint.
"I'm a little thirsty.I need a drink"
"I'll get it for you, Mommy."
Dicky was very eager, but Cordy quickly stopped him.
"It's alright."
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