Pregnant With Twins: My CEO’s Tricky Love

Chapter 530 Emilia and Her Mother

“How long have you been here? Why didn’t you call for me?”

“You were so focused on drawing that I didn’t want to interrupt your inspiration. Let’s go out and sit for a while, Mom. There’s something I want to tell you.”

Maisie nodded, followed Robert to the sofa, and sat. Robert talked about their schedule.

“I’m free tomorrow afternoon, Mom. Let’s go over to Wendy’s grave and visit her. She might be missing us already.”

“Tomorrow afternoon? That’s all right. I don’t have anything to do, other than draw and paint every day.”

“Have you been painting this silhouette all along?”

Robert asked curiously.

“How long have you been painting this piece?”

“Almost a month now. But I keep feeling like it’s incomplete, that a lot’s missing. So I draw a little bit of what I remember every day.”

Robert examined his mother’s expression as she replied. She didn’t seem too emotional. He probed on.

“Why would you draw something like this? Is there any meaning to it?”

He was a bit worried her memories would resurge. He didn’t want her to regain those painful memories. It was better to live like this, quietly and at piece.

“I keep dreaming about this figure that I want to record it. But after waking up from my dreams, I keep forgetting all the details. I feel like it’s an especially important figure, so I wanted to paint it, so one day, I won’t have to dream about it any longer.”

Maisie’s tone was mild, and she carried no obvious pain or sorrow.

Robert tried another angle.

“Then do you know who this silhouette is?”

“I don’t know who it is. I’m not too interested in knowing what the figure’s face is like, either. I just wanted to capture the feeling that the silhouette gave me. That seems to be what I’m most concerned over, but when I’m drawing it, I can’t recall the emotions or put them in the work.”

his mother didn’t know it was Aidan. Robert

eating. Robert had her

still busying herself before her

them quietly for a while, then

the computer after he washed and put

walked over, trying to

almost midnight. Hurry up and sleep. If there’s anything important, you can

though, shook

we have a lot to talk about. So much that I don’t know where to start thinking about it. So I need to organize this data. I’m afraid I’ll miss something. I’ve got business

with you about something? I’ll sleep

sip of coffee and looked dubiously

expression looks complicated after seeing your

saw the painting she’d been working on all along. If I’m right about it, she’s painting a silhouette that’s my father’s back. My mother says she keeps dreaming about such a figure, so she wanted to draw it and draw the feeling of seeing that figure. I’m not a

and started thinking

that’s clearly, very possibly,

draw it but can’t, because she doesn’t remember her feelings back then. Maybe she wants to clear up

Robert sighed sadly.

over ten years but left just like that, without a care in the world. That left a huge mark on my mother’s psyche that

hurry up and deal with this, then rest. I’m going to sleep

finishing the discussion, Robert laid down, closed his eyes, and

front of the computer, managing her documents and all sorts of experimental

hour or so had passed, and it was

already showered, so she shut off the

tonight, she’d needed to stay up late, and Robert

adults, and they didn’t need to bug each other

morning the next day, before Rick arrived, Georgia got up

to her mother’s

hadn’t woken up yet, so she wasn’t going to

then she’d rested,

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