Cold Man And Miss Stone
76. Lonely Woman Fellow

"Hello, Emilia."

Adult female voice. He was probably about forty years older, probably close to fifty. Emilia was getting more and more sensitive to sounds since her eyes only saw darkness, so she instinctively learned to analyze everything.

Elegant lavender aroma. A wise low voice. Don't say .... "You're Samuel's mother?"

The woman laughed faintly. "You're as smart as Sam told you."

Emilia tried hard not to sigh. His hands were suddenly cold. He's been so nervous about facing Samuel, now must his mother?

"May I touch you?"

Emilia actually wanted to say no, but somehow she couldn't. "certain."

The delicate hand touched it. "Your hands are rough. You must be a hard worker. What say?"

"You too." Emilia could feel the left side of this woman's middle finger calluses. He must have loved to write with a pen. "You like manual sewing?"

Despite not seeing, Emilia felt him nod. "You too?"

There was not much Emilia could do during her life. Unlike children who have time to go to school, go to play and buy gadgets at the age of teenagers, Emilia just work and sit quietly in her room.

He is good at using hands. Sewing included.

"Sit down, Emilia."

Emilia allowed herself to be led into a foreign chair. Slightly grimaced with pain as he sat down.

"Samuel told me everything about you. Including you went to this place for rejecting him."

Emilia Kelu's mouth. "You mind?"

"Yes, normally. Who can refuse my son? But I also heard you rejected him because of Mahesa. What can I do."

"You know Senior?"

"I've known him since the boy was adorable and seemed unlikely to have everything, as it is now." Samuel's mother rubbed Emilia's hand for no reason. "Do you know what he said the first time?"

"What?"

"He said, 'Auntie, let's gamble'."

Emilia couldn't help but laugh. "Senior often does. To give up and win at the end."

"No, at that time. He beat me from the beginning."

"What did Auntie bet?"

Emilia. "Senior asked?"

"Yes. He said he would win the bet, and he would take care of Samuel. To be honest at that time I was desperate, also confused. So I said yes, just do it, as long as she looks after Samuel like her own sister. If Mahesh is with Samuel, then Surya cannot touch Samuel."

"...."

"The boy is special, Emilia. I considered Samuel the best, as his mother, but Mahesa made me give up. I feel like if there's one man on top of Samuel, then it's him."

Clearly Emilia nodded. "Senior is awesome."

"I thank Mahesa for raising Samuel, regardless of how that brat grew up now."

There was something that made Emilia uncomfortable when her mother Samuel squeezed her hand.

"There was something I asked of Mahesa but she couldn't do. You want to know?" he said suddenly.

"What?" It was unnatural for Emilia to hear Mahesa fail.

"I hope Mahesa taught Sam to care about others."

Emilia swallowed.

"The boy can't. Mahesa told me that even though she directed Samuel, the boy preferred her uncaring self. Maybe because of the status he had. It's not easy living in a family with responsibilities."

"You disappointed?" That was all Emilia could do.

"Little bit. But I hope. Until I see him with you tonight."

Should Emilia say she has to go to the bathroom? The sweat started to pour.

"He cares about you. It makes me relieved."

I'm palpitating again. Emilia felt her heartbeat surge. His blood pressure may rise again.

"You look like Sam. Don't like any change in you or your surroundings, for fear of it being devastating."

The delicate hand touched Emilia's face well.

"I'm also a lonely woman, Emilia. So don't be afraid. You and I won't be lonely women together, will they?"

Emilia shakes. But his hand squeezed Samuel's mother's hand. Mouth's dry. Breathing's sealed. He felt he had to meet Mahesa right now.

Rowans.

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