SWNOVELS Chapter 1408
Unfortunately, Quincy wasn't swayed by either her gentler approach or pressure. When Lydia walked in, Mrs. Perez almost thought she was there to confront her.
But Lydia's tone was detached as she spoke, "Mrs. Perez, all your hospital expenses have been paid. Rest and focus on recovering. When you're discharged, I can help arrange for a good rehabilitation facility if you'd like."
After everything that had happened, Lydia couldn't bring herself to call her "Mom" anymore. "Mrs. Perez" would have to suffice.
Mrs. Perez was stunned. Lydia had actually come to see her?
Just as he had done with his father, Quincy briefly informed her of the situation, then left with Lydia, leaving Mrs. Perez lying in bed, lost in thought.
Mabel said softly, breaking the silence. "There's something I've been meaning to say. You've gone way too far in the past. I know you're my aunt, and you've done me some favors, but I can't keep ignoring what's right to blindly take your side." Mabel feared that if she kept helping, it would only lead to more harm for her aunt's family. She didn't want to be a part of that.
Mrs. Perez muttered, "How did Lydia end up pregnant again?"
After everything, things had come full circle.
Mabel sighed exasperated. "Isn't it good that she's pregnant? Quincy had a vasectomy already, and even if he tried to reverse it, there's no guarantee it would work. Things are good as they are now. Honestly, Aunt, you need to stop interfering. Quincy just can't live without Lydia."
Mrs. Perez finally seemed resigned. "I'm done. I'll focus on getting better. I need to live a few more years."
As for Tiffany, she had waited endlessly, convinced Quincy would come around. But instead, she got word that Mrs. Perez had changed her mind!
Outraged, Tiffany stormed into the hospital, standing over Mrs. Perez's bed. "Mrs. Perez, I've respected and honored you like my own mother, but how do you see me? How could you play me like this?"
"Tiffany, I never meant to deceive you. I truly hoped you and Quincy could be together, but your generation thinks for yourselves. It's not like when we only listened to our parents' wishes," Mrs. Perez said gently.
She could barely feel her legs and was already struggling to survive each day. She had no energy left to interfere in others' lives. As long as she could live independently again, she would be satisfied.
Tiffany sneered, no longer hiding her
contempt. "You say that, but if you couldn't handle it, you never should have involved me in the first place Now, because Quincy's pushing back you want to back out? I'm not Lydia. I won't be dismissed so easily!"
Mrs. Perez was stunned to hear such words from Tiffany, unable to believe it. "Tiffany, how did you become like this?"
"Mrs. Perez, I only humored you because I thought you could help me marry Quincy," Tiffany replied, rolling her eyes. "But look at you now. You can barely move, and Quincy doesn't listen to you. Why would I waste time flattering you? Did you really think I was that desperate for another 'elder' in my life?"