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.”

Amelia hopefully. However, when she thought that Oscar didn’t particularly welcome

matriarch of the Hutton family has fallen so far from grace that she has to look for other people’s approval. I don’t know what this old woman

take the

Eleanor smiled.

side and asked in a small

call me Sean.” Sean smiled bitterly. “Mom and Dad had a fight. Mom has basically abandoned her family for you. I don’t know why her… obsession with you got so severe, so much so that she’s willing to throw away her decades-long marriage. That’s what happened. I don’t know if I should blame her for not taking

Amelia was perplexed.

sorry. I didn’t expect things to end up like that.” An ending like that wasn’t something she wanted to

stops caring about how distant her relationship is 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

a request that I

her

you treat

Amelia raised her eyebrow.

on account of how much she

his identity as a

elder, so I’ll try to treat her well. But your

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

Amelia smiled silently.

Take care of Mom.”

“You’re not staying?”

have to return to my father

him to the entrance and out of the door. He bade

closed the door and let out

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

do you say if I acknowledge her as my mother,

There was no way she wouldn’t move by how well Eleanor

patted her head and softly advised, “Do it if

Amelia nodded.

else you want to talk about, it can be done tomorrow.” Oscar then

was a

she saw Amelia walking out of the kitchen with a freshly made breakfast. The younger woman

Eleanor was flabbergasted.

the table as the

to stare at her in shock and absentmindedly sauntered toward

a chair for her to sit on

at her. “Did you just call me Mom,

on a nearby chair and held the older woman’s 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

her head and then nodded her head, unsure of how