[HP] If youth has an ageless face

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This chapter has thunder/dog blood, please dodge Jacques to understand Blaise's grievances, and also understand Edwin's anger.He mediates between the mother and son trying to mediate their conflict, but Blaise refuses to speak to him, and Edwin pulls an inch—

"Apologize?" She rolled over and got up from the bed, "What did I do wrong?"

"That's not what I meant." Jacques hurriedly clarified for fear of angering her, "This is your life, your choice, and you have done nothing wrong."

The anger on Edwin's face faded a bit: "You didn't even bother about what I did before, why did he use this to get angry at me?"

"Calm down." Jacques tried to persuade, "He is just a child, easily influenced by others, and does not have enough judgment. The fault is not Blaise, but those who break their mouths."

"So he thinks I'm a mother who makes him lose face?" Edwin asked coldly, "I told him that I couldn't be with him forever, and he also said that I am not alone Yes—yes, I'm his mother, so what? Should I give up everything for him?"

As a bystander, Joaquin saw the crux of the matter: Blaise was clearly hurt by Edwin Larra's love story, which was inevitable, but now their deadlocked relationship will only further plant the child's heart. Sow the seeds of doubt and resentment.Edwina was heartbroken by Blaise's words, and her life, which had not been entirely satisfactory the past few years, was made even more messy by his belittling.Joaquin doesn't think Edwin La sacrificed a lot for Blaise, but she does bear a lot of pressure because of this child.But Edwin La overestimated Blaise's psychological endurance.She expected that as her only son, Blaise would understand her and stand with her, but that was too much to ask for Blaise now.

But Jacques didn't know how to persuade him.He didn't even know what unspeakable things Blaise had heard.

"The cold war is meaningless. You are mother and son, not enemies." He said, "He is too young to fully understand the complexity of the adult world."

"So what do you think I should do?" Edwin glanced at him with an unhappy expression, "Apologize to him?"

"It's not an apology. But give him a concession so that he has a step to go down." Jacques tried to make a suggestion, "When he feels better, we can explain to him slowly and tell him that what others say is not credible... "

"But what they said is true." Edwina sneered, "I did change husbands at an alarming rate, and I did have a period of chaos. Isn't that what he hates? He thinks I'm A disgrace, so embarrassing that he doesn't want to talk about it."

"Brace isn't so—"

"That's what he thinks!" Edwin raised his voice slightly, and Jacques hurriedly signaled her to silence:

"Don't let Blaise hear me, honey."

"So what if I hear it?" She twitched the corners of her lips contemptuously, "I know what he didn't say in time..."

Jacques didn't dare to speak rashly.

"He was afraid that we would ignore him, snub him, and abandon him when we had a child." She said to herself, "He felt like a fool, and I only raised him because I couldn't get rid of him. I can even guess what those gossip women said to him, nothing more than 'I don't want you when your mother has a new child'. Aren't these words extremely harmful to children? ?" She lay back on the bed again, "It's ridiculous..."

"It's impossible for you to fall out, Edwin. Someone has to bow first. You can't demand that a child who is angry first give in." Jacques decided to use his trump card. He went to the bed and sat down, holding Edwin Pulling hands, "His growth environment is different from other children. Blaise has experienced too much turmoil since he was a child, and he has no chance to have a complete family, so he will be particularly sensitive to such topics."

She gave him a noncommittal look.

"Even if it's for his father's face, you just give in once."

"Don't scare me by bringing out Darren." She doesn't buy it. "The irony is that, in my opinion, Blaise is less like his father and more like his uncle."

Ethan... Jacques's eyelids twitched, he collected himself, and told her the story of Darren and Lin Naimu.

"What do you want to say?" Edwin pulled indifferently, "If Darren heard what he said, he would be angry too."

"Edwinla, why did you choose to give birth to Blaise?"

She frowned.

"He is a surprise, isn't he? To replace his father by your side." Jacques calmly continued to persuade, "For you, he is special, and vice versa."

His words cut to the chase.Jacques didn't try to make Edwina nod immediately, but kept silent and gave her enough time to think about it.

"Okay," she said at last, as he wished. "I'll talk to him tomorrow, and now I want to sleep."

"Excellent." Jacques smiled, "I will prepare breakfast for you tomorrow morning, so that while eating and talking, maybe the atmosphere will be better."

When Edwina woke up the next day, Jacques was no longer by his side.

"Are you downstairs, Jacques?" she asked loudly, standing at the bedroom door.

"I'm here." Jacques replied, "Brace just came down." He put the freshly baked peach pie on the table, "Your mother is not used to bowing her head and admitting mistakes, so you should be more lenient and don't argue with her." That's too much, okay? All women are like this, they know that they are wrong but refuse to give in."

Blaise was silent.

Jason picked up the knife: "Do you want one or two?"

Blaise didn't answer.He stared blankly at the cup in front of him with a stiff expression.

"Brace?"

Meeting Jacques' gaze, he flinched a bit, then jumped up suddenly, and stammered: "I'm sorry, Jacques, I'll—"

"Ah!" Edwina's scream interrupted Blaise's words, and with a terrible noise, she fell from the top of the stairs and rolled all the way to the bottom floor.