"If you guys don't want him to come over, that's totally cool. I'll give him a ring in a bit and tell him to save the trip," Violette quickly added.
The kids' reactions suggested that they didn't seem too thrilled about his visit.
"He's coming over to help?" Rita suddenly caught on, shouting with excitement, "Well, bring him on. Let him do all the housework until he drops."
Violette knew her daughter was just messing around, and she didn't mean what she said. The last time Elijah fainted at their doorstep, Rita cried inconsolably out of worry.
"What would you guys like to eat? Think about it and let me know, I'll have him cook it tomorrow," said Violette softly.
Rita was a total foodie, she immediately started thinking about what she wanted to eat tomorrow.
Ian, on the other hand, frowned, "Mom, are you trying to get back together with him?"
"No," Violette explained patiently, "He wants to make up for his past mistakes. It's the first time he's admitted to me that he was wrong."
They had argued countless times before. She had been scared, but she never backed down. Because what was wrong was wrong, and no matter how much she loved him, it couldn't erase his mistakes.
Hearing his mother's words, Ian's lips tightened and he said nothing. He couldn't forgive Elijah, but he didn't want to argue with his mom either.
...
The next day.
At 7:30 AM.
Violette got up to use the bathroom, and while she was at it, she walked to the window, opened the curtains for some fresh air, and saw a black luxury car parked outside the gate. She thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. She rubbed her eyes and looked again.
It was Elijah's car. His familiar figure was standing by the trunk, directing his bodyguards to take out the bags inside.
Violette watched him and his bodyguards come in carrying a bunch of stuff, looking a bit flustered. Although she wanted to be angry, she felt sorry for him.
Both kids were shocked to see Elijah when they came downstairs. Their mom had told them he was coming to make dinner, but this didn't look like dinner preparation at all. Was he planning to take care of all three meals?
Violette was still really tired, so she went back to her room to rest. Ian was about to go upstairs too, but Rita grabbed his hand and made him stay with her on the first floor to 'supervise'.
"I don't want to see him. Have Uncle Mike stay with you." Ian flatly refused his sister's request and headed upstairs.
Rita pouted, her beautiful big eyes looking lost in Elijah's direction.
Elijah felt her gaze and quickly walked over to her. "Rita, you and your brother are twins, aren't you?" Elijah squatted down in front of her.
This question had kept him up all night.
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