?Chapter 655: The way Harlee affectionately pronounced Nyomis name stirred a faint flutter in Evitas heart.


    Nyomi? The nanny she had dismissed to the countryside? Evitas expression clouded with displeasure.


    Despite having reconnected with the Sanderson family for a while, Harlee had never addressed Evita with such warmth.


    From the moment Harlee returned, Evita had taken it upon herself to establish dominance, ensuring Harlee understood she couldnt lean on the Sanderson family as Sk had.


    Evita even went so far as to forbid Harlee from addressing her by her first name, creating a deliberate barrier between them.


    However, Harlee showed little interest in bridging the gap with Evita.


    Following the rift between the Juarez and Sanderson families, the atmosphere at every gathering grew charged with tension, making any affectionate references to Evita by her name unthinkable.


    Thus, throughout these months, Evita never once heard Harlee address her tenderly.


    Simrly, Sk hadnt called her Mom for ages.


    Yet, as Harlee repeatedly addressed Nyomi with such warmth, a peculiar feeling stirred in Evitas heart, a sensation she couldnt recall ever feeling before.


    It was as if something within her was struggling to emerge.


    Seated quietly on the floor, Evita pondered her past behaviors.


    She had always ced Elvin at the forefront of her priorities, even favoring Valentina over Sk, treating Sk as though her sole purpose was to support Elvin.


    Evita remembered the night of Sks birth vividly, how the excitement had kept her awake all night.


    When had her feelings shifted? She had never acknowledged any bias, rationalizing that Sk, having married well, was obligated to assist Elvin and contribute to the Juarez familys welfare.


    I??е$т ￠#αp?êяs Iи galnoνels Yet today, confronted with her least favored granddaughters preference for a nannys affection over her approval, Evita began to question herself.


    Could she have been mistaken all along? Had she truly made a mistake in her choices? Evita had juste to the unsettling realization that she might have been wrong, yet deep down, a stubborn part of her refused to believe she had made a mistake.


    Questions popped into Evitas mind.


    Was it truly wrong to guide Harlees independent spirit and steer her toward a secure future in Baythorn? Was it wrong to hope that Sk would prioritize her own family, that they might serve as her foundation of support? Was it wrong to strike a bnce between Valentina and the Juarez family by asking Sk to make a few concessions for Valentina, who wasnt rted by blood? Evita mentally listed over a dozen things she didnt believe were wrong.


    She couldntprehend why Sk would rather risk beingbeled as unfilial than offer her support to Elvin and the Juarez family.


    She also couldnt fathom why, and at such a crucial moment, Sk would bring in an unrted nanny.


    Didnt Sk fear the rumors that she had chosen a nanny over her own mother? But what truly bewildered Evita was Harlee, her granddaughter, who had never warmed up to her, now calling a nanny with such warmth and affection.


    Unaware of Evitas inner turmoil, Harlee continued her phone call with Sk.


    Alright, Ill take her for a walk when I pick her upter… Harlees words sent a ripple through Evitas heart.


    It felt like Harlees voice had reignited a dormant maternal instinct, causing a surge of warmth and tenderness to bloom in her chest, softening her heart.


    Yes, this was what family was about.


    Why should they carry all these grievances? Didnt it only open the door for outsiders tough at them? .


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