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.”

was Aidan. Robert didn’t tell her in

the room for a whole day without eating. Robert had her eat dinner before going back

busying

a while. Robert looked over them quietly for a while, then went

computer after he washed and put on his

walked over, trying to persuade

sleep. If there’s anything important, you

though, shook

it. So I need to organize this data. I’m afraid I’ll miss something. I’ve got business in the morning and I don’t feel like there’s time. You go and sleep,

I talk with you about something?

of coffee and looked dubiously at

complicated after seeing

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 woman, and I’d like to ask you what you think my mother’s feeling right now. Has she really forgotten my father? She never seemed pained when she spoke to me about this. I don’t understand why she’s so

started thinking about Maisie and her relationship

might be drawing the silhouette – which you say is your fathers – in a scene that’s clearly, very possibly, the moment your father left her.

memories are gone, the wound that the scene left on her still lingers in her heart. She wants to draw it but can’t, because she doesn’t remember her feelings back then. Maybe she wants to

Robert sighed sadly.

but left just like that, without a care in the world. That

I’m going to sleep ahead of you.

down, closed his eyes,

continued to sit in front of the computer, managing her documents and all

or so had passed, and it was around one in

so she shut off the

tonight, she’d needed to stay

feeling. They were both adults, and they didn’t need to bug each other

day, before Rick

straight to

wasn’t going

visited yesterday, then she’d rested, so she hadn’t seen Casey yet after coming

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