SWNOVELS Chapter 675
Chapter 675 Guilt Towards Meteor
Meteor's hand holding the paintbrush suddenly froze, and he looked at me in disbelief. But soon, he lowered his gaze and there was no emotion in his voice
"No, no one ever lived with us before, not even you. Mom, you don't like dad, and... and you don't like me either."
I didn't expect him to suddenly emphasize this matter. I instantly felt a little at a loss, but Meteor never looked up at me again
"Meteor, I just want to know about the past, I didn't dislike you."
Although such an explanation was truly feeble and powerless, I still couldn't bring myself to
cover up this topic completely when facing my own son
However, Meteor didn't seem to care much about my explanation. His gaze returned to the sketchbook, where there was still an unfinished drawing of a family of three, with the mother's position always empty
I felt a sharp pain in my heart and knew that if I continued to ask, I wouldn't get any useful results
No matter how mature Meteor was, it was still just a child
He couldn't understand the complicated emotional entanglements between adults. In his
simple world, there were only two words: like and dislike
Not to mention that he had already received a warning from his father the last time, telling him not to say anything about me again
Even though I asked him first this time, I thought that the information he could provide me with would still be very limited
So I didn't insist on asking further, silently stroked his head, and then I got up and left his room
The moment I closed the door, I felt like a complete villain
Not only could I not bring motherly love to my son, but I also had to use my identity as a mother to force him to repeatedly recall unpleasant memories
I felt very sorry for Meteor and secretly made up
my mind not to inquire about any news from him in such a way again
But it seems that I woke up a little too late
Meteor has already been affected because of my actions. On the evening I asked him, he suddenly started running a high fever that wouldn't go away
At first, the nanny just considered it as a normal symptom of low immunity in children, after all, it's not unusual for a child of this age to have a fever a few times a year. But even after taking cold medicine, Meteor's symptoms did not improve, and he even started to have continuous delirium. It wasn't until early morning that the nanny, having no other choice, hurriedly ran upstairs to wake me and Charlie up, telling us everything and asking us to take the child to the hospital
Between waiting for a private doctor to arrive and taking the child to the hospital, the nanny chose the latter option as soon as possible, indicating that Meteor's current condition 1s not particularly optimistic
Charlie couldn't afford to blame the nanny anymore and was solely focused on getting the child to the hospital. Perhaps I should be grateful that he was a bit flustered at the moment, so he couldn't hear Meteor muttering, "There really is no one living with us."
It was not until now that I realized how big of a mistake I made. He was just a child, and yet I selfishly pressured him to answer such questions. I thought that with Meteor's intelligence, he could point me in some direction
But I didn't realize before that, precisely because
of his precociousness, my questions brought him immense pressure
The mother's coercion, the father's warning, and the previously disharmonious atmosphere within this family have all caused this child to develop a psychological state that is significantly different from their peers
I completely ignored this, so I made my child bear something that he shouldn't have borne because of me again
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However, I didn't have any extra time to feel guilty. The most important thing now was to take care of Meteor's body and help him recover quickly
After completing a series of examinations, the doctor prescribed intravenous medication. The child was taken to the ward and appeared to be
sleeping more peacefully
Charlie went to ask the doctor about the follow-up treatment. In the ward, besides Meteor, who had his eyes tightly closed, there was only me and a nurse
I looked at Meteor lying on the hospital bed, with his little face blushing. The feelings of guilt and heartache surged once again
I couldn't help but touch the child's cheeks and hands. His high fever had subsided, but his body temperature was still not quite normal. His cheeks were warm, but his hands and feet were slightly cool due to the intravenous drip
He didn't have to go through all this tonight, it's all because of me that he suffered such a disaster
I thought like this, and tears fell uncontrollably
"Meteor, I'm sorry, it's all because of Mom..."
The soundly sleeping child couldn't hear my confession, but I still couldn't control myself and wanted to apologize to him
The nurse, who had just finished checking the medication information, heard my crying and immediately ran over to comfort me, saying, "Mrs. Marilyn, it is normal for children to get sick, so you don't have to blame yourself too much. Although I have only been at this hospital for a short time, based on the young master's medical records, he belongs to the category of children with relatively low immunity. It seems that you had a cesarean section when you gave birth, which means that this child was born with a weak constitution and may not even be able to tolerate a natural birth."