True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 1098

"Silly child." Quinn shook her head. "You have to be an upright, optimistic and virtuous person. Don't do anything that you will regret."

Eamon nodded. "I know. It's what you have always taught us."

"Respect your sister, Grace." Quinn said, "And listen to your brother from now on."

"Mom, why do you say that?" Eamon was very concerned about his mother. "You need to rest now and not talk anymore. I know what I should do. You can rest assured that I will discuss everything with Zayne."

"You' re also a good child. I trust you." Quinn looked at her two sons. At that moment, having met Grace, she finally realized how wrong she was.

She should cherish her blessings. She had such a good family, yet she had done such a thing muddle-headedly.

Now she regretted what she had done. Only after she suffered losses could she understand what kind of regret it was.

However, one could never reset their life.

The price she had to pay right now was very tragic.

"You must listen to Mom. Be nice to Grace in the future." Quinn was hoping that her sons could make up for her mistakes, and she also hoped that the children could let go of their grudges and get along happily.

"Why must I do that?" Eamon did not know the matter in detail, so he naturally would not think too much. He was still a high schooler, so he would put too many things into consideration. "She is a very generous person." Quinn tried to influence her son's ideology again.

"But I don't like to suck up to people. If she's good, then so be it. I don't want to suck up to her," Eamon said, "We don't share the same mother. Don't you think this kind of relationship is awkward?" Just then, Zayne looked at Eamon and said, "She's Dad's daughter. We share half the blood. Shouldn't you be nice to her because of this?"

"It should be Dad's responsibility. Dad should be nice to her. I never thought about how nicely I should treat her, and I never expect her to treat me nicely as well. I just want everyone to live a peaceful and quie life." Eamon's thought was very simple. "And now because of her, Mom and Dad have divorced. That itself makes me feel very uncomfortable."

"Eamon." Quinn looked at her son and said softly, "The reason for our divorce is that I did something wrong."

"Mom, you keep saying that." Eamon obviously did not believe how serious of a mistake his mother had made.

"Eamon, I think it's time you know the truth now." Quinn knew that it would be difficult for her son to understand if she did not explain now. "I deliberately gave your father some fruits with pesticide to give to Grace, so that she would eat them. I wanted to poison her and cause her to miscarry. This is the cruelest and most vicious thing I have done in my life and I'll carry the regret with me for the rest of my life. So, because of this, your father wanted a divorce. This is my fault, and I should bear the consequences." She said.

Eamon's eyes widened in shock. "Is that so?"

He couldn't believe it.

"That's it. I've been unwilling to tell you because I hope that I can maintain the image of a perfect mother within you, but I don't want my son to not have affection in his heart." Quinn realized the key point of the problem. "My divorce has nothing to do with her. On the contrary, she came by just now and said that she hoped we could let go of the past. She is a very generous girl, an innocent person, whilst I am too hateful."

Eamon's eyes were wide open and tongue-tied, and his face paled. He could not believe his mother's words to be so real.

He shifted his gaze towards his brother, Zayne. When he saw his brother nodding slightly, he was speechless in an instant.

A person who had been poisoned by his mother could still forgive her and let go of the past. What kind of courage did it take to do that?

Eamon fell silent for a long time before he diverted his gaze away from his mother and brother, immersed in his own thoughts.

After a long, long time, Quinn called him softly, "Eamon, you know what to do. Whatever I did wrongly, you two will have to help me make up for it in the future."

"Mom, why are you acting like you're leaving your last words? It makes me upset to hear you speak like that." Eamon's eyes suddenly turned red. "It's because I don't like to hear advice that sounded like last words, I've always rejected them. Both of you said that I should treat her well because you've hurt her. I understand now, I'll be good to

her in the future."

Eamon stayed with Quinn for a long time. When he left, he was still silent.

Zayne sent him downstairs.

"Zayne, is what Mom said true?"

"It's true." Zayne said calmly, "Although you're still a high schooler, there are some things that you should understand. I don't want to hide it from you either. I'm the one who persuaded Mom to turn herself in. I feel that this is a responsibility that one should bear. Since you've done something wrong, you'll have to bear the consequences. So in the future, Mom might end up in jail. If you have any blame, then blame me."

"Zayne, what the hell are you doing?" Eamon looked at him in disbelief. "She's our mother. How can you be so cruel as to send her to prison? You're the cruelest person I've ever seen. How can you send your own mother to prison? And yet you can still preach such ideas to me indifferently. Don't you think you're cruel? You're too vicious. You're even more vicious than Mom."

Eamon shouted uncontrollably in a low voice. He could not believe his brother would do this.

How could he say these things to him so calmly?

Zayne pursed his lips and looked at his younger brother. He narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists, but he did not say anything.

"You're not my brother, and you're not my mother's son either. You're horrible. You're worse than the devil." Eamon lost control and continued yelling.

His behavior attracted people's attention in the corridor, and everyone diverted their gaze at them.

The nurses at the nursing bay also looked over. A nurse even came over and said to them, "This is a hospital. Please don't make a scene."

Zayne did not say anything.

Eamon looked at his older brother with scarlet eyes full of resentment. "How can you do that?"

Zayne uttered, "I don't regret it."

"You are heartless."

"That's what we should do if we make mistakes. Take responsibility. You and I should do the same." Zayne growled in a deep voice, completely ignoring the nurse next to him. "You are already sixteen, someone who has received your identity card. Yet you're still crying here. Are you trying to prove your weakness with your tears?"

"Let me be." Eamon simply began to wail. His wail was also terrifyingly deafening. "I hate you."

After that, he turned around and ran away.

When he entered the elevator, he didn't even look back.

Zayne stood outside the door and looked at him. "That's your choice. I respect it. I'll give you the right to hate me."

The nurse next to him was also stunned as she looked at the handsome and indifferent young man. She opened her mouth but did not dare to speak.

Because the young man had an imposing aura.