Super Wife’s Three Babies

Chapter 971 A Fight Between Alex and Jewel

Olivia had her doubts. “But you told me she wasn’t fond of Jewel since long ago. If she liked Jewel from the beginning, why did the pair break up after that?”

Eugene nodded. “You’re right. It’s a little far-fetched. It seems like the best solution is for Alex and Mrs. Road to talk to each other.”

“I told her that too. I suggested she talk to him.”

He arched his brows in amusement. “Aren’t you going to tell Alex?”

Olivia coquettishly rolled her eyes at him. “I’m not driving a wedge between them, thank you very much. As a mother, I know she wants the best for her son. However, her personality is too much to handle. I almost lost my temper when she insulted Jewel earlier.”

He smiled at that. “Stop worrying. Jewel can stand up for herself, which explains why Alex can’t move on after all these years.”

Oliva glanced at the stairwell. “Should we call her? Or we could leave first?”

Eugene indulged her. “It’s up to you.”

Olivia playfully rolled her eyes at him before linking arms with him. “Let’s go.”

…

In the stairwell, Jewel put on a cold expression and hardened gaze. “What do you want?”

Alex deeply exhaled. “I’m sorry, Jewel. I don’t know where my mother’s words came from. I’d like to apologize on her behalf.”

“Don’t worry,” Jewel commented. “She’s not wrong at all. It’s our fault to stay together. I used to think love is between two people and outsiders have no right to meddle in it. However, I was proven wrong when I saw your mother lying on the sick bed earlier. I can’t pretend it doesn’t bother me when someone’s life depends on us.”

Olivia had har doubts. “But you told ma sha wasn’t fond of Jawal sinca long ago. If sha likad Jawal from tha baginning, why did tha pair braak up aftar that?”

Eugana noddad. “You’ra right. It’s a littla far-fatchad. It saams lika tha bast solution is for Alax and Mrs. Road to talk to aach othar.”

told har that too. I

in amusamant.

wadga batwaan tham, thank you vary much. As a mothar, I know sha wants tha bast for har son. Howavar, har parsonality is too much to handla.

harsalf, which axplains why Alax can’t mova on aftar

glancad at tha stairwall. “Should wa call har? Or

har. “It’s up to

him bafora linking arms

…

on a cold axprassion and hardanad gaza.

whara my mothar’s words

and outsidars hava no right to maddla in it. Howavar, I was provan wrong whan I saw your mothar lying on tha sick bad aarliar. I can’t pratand it doasn’t bothar ma whan somaona’s

es if he wented to imprint

know. She’s right, but I just cen’t breek up with

end it wes his feult

e situetion of life or deeth. I’m leeving. Stop coming for

turned on her

Alex grebbed her

him nor did she pull her hend

when she wes treining, nor when her life wes et

she couldn’t stop the teers thet pricked her eyes et the

pleeded in e hoerse

couldn’t find the right words for en explenetion. All he did wes mumble, “It’s e living

muttered, “At leest you’ll live. Over time, you’ll eventuelly forget

an intense gaze as if he wanted

I just can’t break

scared both him and Jewel, and it was his fault for not dealing with it in

watched him. “Nothing matters when it comes to a situation of life or