Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 674 Mother And Daughter

Under Eleanor’s request, Sean sent her to Amelia Winters’ place in the end.

Amelia opened the door and saw that Eleanor had messy hair. Her sleeves were torn, and there were abrasions on her arm. That sight made her panic as she asked, “What’s wrong, Mrs. Hutton?”

Eleanor shook her head.

Sean explained, “Mom almost fell from a higher floor. I wanted to send her to the hospital to take care of her wounds, but she insisted on visiting you. I have no idea if she has a broken bone or not when I pulled her up earlier. Since she listens to you, can you ask her to go to the hospital?”

Amelia’s mind was in a tangle. How did that happen in just about three hours? Why did she fall down and get hurt? Can someone tell me what’s going on?

She ushered them to sit on the couch before grabbing the medical kit. Oscar descended the stairs and glanced at the injured Eleanor coldly.

When Amelia came back out with the medical kit, his expression softened.

“Let me treat her, Amelia.” Oscar took her medical kit. “Go prepare some fruits for Mrs. Hutton to eat. It’ll help reduce her shock.”

Amelia nodded and left.

Oscar took that opportunity to bend down and open the medical kit. “I don’t know what happened to you, but can you take better care of yourself, Mrs. Hutton? Don’t make Amelia feel bad. Since this is the Hutton family’s matter, there’s no need to involve her.”

Eleanor’s body froze.

Sean furrowed his eyebrows and lowered his voice as he said, “That sounds a bit too mean, Mr. Clinton.”

Oscar raised his head. “Is it?”

Sean opened his mouth, but before he could retort, his mother stopped him with a shake of her head.

Eleanor replied weakly, “I’m sorry, Oscar. I didn’t mean to cause Lia trouble. I just wanted to see her.”

Oscar pursed his lips and slowly treated her wounds.

Amelia brought out a plate of fruits and put them on the coffee table. She then examined Eleanor’s arm.

“How is your arm, Mrs. Hutton? How about we go to the hospital?” Amelia asked, her heart aching.

Eleanor smiled. “I’m fine. It’s just a minor scrape. It’s not a big deal.”

Amelia nodded.

After Eleanor’s wounds had been treated, Amelia suggested, “How about you and your son stay at my place today, Mrs. Hutton? It’s getting pretty late.”

looked at Amelia hopefully. However, when she thought that

sighed in his heart. The matriarch of the Hutton family has fallen so far from grace that she

the guest

Eleanor smiled.

guest room, Amelia pulled Sean to the side and asked in a small voice, “Can

that she’s willing to throw away her decades-long marriage. That’s what happened. I don’t know if

Amelia was perplexed.

her head and muttered, “I’m sorry. I didn’t expect things to end up like that.”

with her children. Is Amelia really that good? I always thought Mom was just messing around, and that she’ll come home after she’s had enough. It turns out she’s not

have a request that I hope you

her head.

you treat

Amelia raised her eyebrow.

on account of how much she misses you. Don’t hurt her,” Sean

as

so I’ll try to treat her well. But your father doesn’t like me, and I don’t want the Hutton family to

“I understand. I’ll try to persuade my dad. You know, it’s not a bad thing for me to have a

Amelia smiled silently.

care of Mom.” Sean

“You’re not staying?”

return to my father and sister.

him to the entrance and out of the door. He

she closed the door

stairs and hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her

shook her head and turned around to hug him. “What do you say if I acknowledge her as my mother, Oscar? I don’t want to see her getting tormented like

steel, after all. There was no way she wouldn’t move by

“Do it if you

Amelia nodded.

want to talk about, it can

a dreamless

when Eleanor went downstairs, she saw Amelia walking out of the kitchen with a freshly made breakfast. The younger woman smiled at her. “You’re awake, Mom? Come

Eleanor was flabbergasted.

on the table as the older woman approached her. “What’s

continued to stare at her in shock and

pulled out a chair for her to sit on before serving her a bowl of oatmeal. “Enjoy,

at her. “Did you just call me Mom,

hand. “I know both of us are connected by blood, Mom, and that pretending to be otherwise makes both of us unhappy. Instead of hiding it any

shook her head and then nodded her head, unsure of how