Chapter 8 My Little Bear God
Since then, Ashburn didn’t come to see me for a week.
I went home, gathered all the documents for my visa application, and coincidentally, Mom was there.
Mom looked at the dark circles under my eyes, gently touching my face, and I rubbed against her hand.
“Haven’t been resting well, have you?”
I shook my head, telling Mom not to worry, just busy with my final project.
“It’s okay. Even if you can’t graduate, you can go help your dad and your brother.”Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.
I didn’t say anything. Family ties were the biggest barrier between us, and I didn’t want to get involved in the family business.
Seeing me silent, Mom also knew that I didn’t like interference in the family business, so she pulled me aside to talk about some mother-daughter chitchat.
“Honey, your birthday is coming up.”
Only at that moment did I realize that Christmas and my birthday were approaching.
But I couldn’t summon even a hint of excitement. People reach a certain age and no longer feel enthusiastic about birthdays.
“What do you want this year? Mom will hide it under the Christmas tree for you.”
I remained silent for a moment. “I want a talking teddy bear.”
Mom’s crisp laughter echoed through the villa, teasing me, “My girl is still a child, still liking teddy bears.”
I nodded. Yes, I still liked teddy bears.
“For the last time, Mom. After this Christmas, I won’t like teddy bears anymore.”
“No, Melody can like teddy bears no matter how old you are.”
I hesitated for a moment but shook my head.
No more, Mom. Don’t like teddy bears anymore.