With the appearance of her dream boy, Lewis Carter, our relationship was almost entirely nonexistent.
The only thing that kept us connected was our son.
But now, our son was dead!
I no longer had any worries or restraints!
I arrived at the Bell family's villa.
They were all gathered together, laughing and chatting. The man sitting next to Reeva was no longer me but another man.
The Bell family seemed to like him very much. They were very polite to him. My sister-in-law, who was disdainful towards me, was the most enthusiastic.
I was holding the urn covered with a cloth, and as soon as I walked into the hall, I heard their laughter.
Layla Bell, Reeva's mother, said, "My grandson has always had good grades. It's certain that he will be accepted into the best high school in our city this year."
"Hahaha..."
Reeva proudly said, "After all, he is of our Bell family bloodline, inheriting my and the Bell family's excellent genes. His exam results will definitely not be bad!"
Lewis, who was seated on the side, chuckled. "Arlo IS such a pleasant child. He excels in school and is well-mannered and level-headed. If only I could have a child like him, I would wake up with a smile on my face."
Reeva's sister jokingly and seriously said, "Lewis, since you like Arlo so much, why don't you become his stepfather? That would be perfect, right? My eldest sister probably wouldn't object."
I walked in, holding the urn. As soon as they saw me, the laughter in the room suddenly stopped.
Layla and Reeva's sister were full of disgust and contempt, as if I were a mosquito in the summer, disturbing their sweet dreams...
Seeing that I came alone, they didn't care about what I was holding.
They didn't even care about my arrival.
Reeva, with a dark face, asked me, "Why did you come alone?"
"What else?"
I stared indifferently at Reeva. "Do you expect me to bring a gigolo like you do, to wish your mother a happy birthday?"
"Ben!"
My words just made Reeva upset. She gave me a serious look and told me, "I've already reminded you, bring our son to sincerely wish my mother a happy birthday. Don't make me feel embarrassed! And now you're giving me a blank expression, you're purposely trying to make me feel uncomfortable, right?"
Facing Reeva's anger, I laughed. "You shameless person. Do you know what embarrassment is?"
"Ben, have you had enough? I am Arlo's mother!"
Reeva yelled at me with a cold face.
Mother?