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His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

Chapter 1114
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Chapter 1114 Ralph saw a car coming toward him while he pondered.

It was the car his mother was riding in.He quickly hurried forward and opened the door when the car stopped.

"Mom, you're back." Margaret looked at him.

"Don’t tellyou stood here and waited forto cback?" "What are you saying? | was about to go out and coincidentally saw you coming home." He chuckled.

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It was true that he stayed hto guard against Margaret these days, but he could not say so as Margaret would see it as house arrest.

"What a coincidence." Margaret nodded and bent down to get out of the car.

Ralph hurriedly reached out to help her and asked, "Mom, where have you been?" "I went for a walk.Why? Do | still need to report my whereabouts to you?" Margaret glanced sideways at him.

"No, of course not.| was just asking.You should tellif you want to go out.I'll go with you." He smiled cheekily.He felt he was right about his weird feeling.His mother's words were ambiguous, but she was not like this before.

Margaret got down from the car, stretched, and kneaded her waist with one hand.She said smilingly, "You? When have you accompaniedall these years? Now you're saying you want to accompany me?" Her words embarrassed Ralph since he typically liked to play around.He would coax his mother with sweet words and occasionally buy little trinkets to make her happy.He figured Margaret loved listening to him talk and liked everything he bought anyway.

However, he disliked accompanying women while they shopped, no matter how old they were.

"What do you mean, Mom? Are you expressing your dissatisfaction toward me? | was busy before and only had a little money with me.| can't buy you anything nice even if | go shopping with you.Wait until | take charge of the Russell family.At that time, | will have money and buy you whatever you want," He said coyly.

Margaret stopped and looked at him.

Her laughter was somewhat cold as she said, "You mean you want to use the entire Russell family fortune to buypresents?" Ralph laughed dryly, saying, That's not what it meant.Mom, are you mad at me? Why are you scolding me?" He felt something was wrong, so he asked, "Did someone tell you something?" He thought Alexander must have said something and wondered why Margaret would listen to Alexander.

After all, Margaret had always been partial to him.

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Margaret gave Ralph a deep look and sighed, "Who do you think said something to me? What can he say about you? You are my child.How can | not know who you are?" "Yes, you are right." He laughed along but was cursing inwardly.

"You're not young anymore, Ralph.

Indeed, | spoiled you too much in the past.| know what you did was wrong, but | turned a blind eye.I’'m old now and don’t have much tleft, so | can’t protect you much longer.

"Please remember you should forgive those who deserve forgiveness and leave a way out for others so you will have a way out yourself," Margaret spoke earnestly.

She raised her hand and gently caressed her son's cheek.

Ralph felt strange as he looked at the hand caressing his cheek.

‘ Why does it sound like she’s saying her last words?’ "Mom, what nonsense are you spewing? You'll live a long life, so why did you say you don't have much tleft? You'll live another twenty, thirty years.No, you will live a hundred more years." He was used to saying these sweet words to make people happy, but this time, Margaret only smiled.She shook her head slightly and withdrew her hand.

"I'm tired.I'll return to my room to rest." Ralph felt worried as he looked at his mother’s departing figure.He called out to her, "Mom.Don't forget this Saturday." Margaret looked back but did not say anything.

After a brief moment of silence, she went into her room.