Chapter 152
Sharon turned around and saw Theo, Carter, and Kelly standing not far away. Nate stood beside them. He had come along to lend support.
In Nate’s hand were two violins: one belonging to Kelly, the other to Theo.
Kelly tilted her head, looking up at Carter with a face full of surprise. “Carter, Sharon plays the violin too? How come you and Theo never mentioned that before?”
Nate let out a short, mocking laugh. “She’s just copying Kelly, that’s all. Probably thought Kelly looked too beautiful playing the violin and decided to mimic her. Kelly was a renowned musical talent back at Bell University. No matter how hard Sharon tries, she won’t even come close to a tenth of what Kelly can do. And if she hadn’t purposely dressed like Kelly back then, Carter never would’ve mistaken her for-”
Before he could finish, Kelly quickly interrupted, “That’s enough, Nate. Theo’s right here. Don’t say such things.”
Nate clicked his tongue and fell silent, though his displeasure still hung thick in the air.
Theo, noticing how beautifully his mother was dressed-yet standing there beside Matty-felt a wave of jealousy burn in his
chest.
“You can copy Kelly all you want,” he shouted, eyes reddening, “but you’ll never be as good as her!”
Just then, a low, magnetic voice cut through the tension from behind the group. “Kid, you and your dad-your eyesight’s seriously off.”
Xavier stepped forward. His features were striking, his stance relaxed, and an effortless, almost playful smile tugged at his lips. The faint gleam in his dark eyes caught the light like a ripple on still water-calm, but impossible to ignore.
“Daddy,” Matty piped up, “where did you go just now?”
“Ran into an old acquaintance. Chatted for a bit,” Xavier replied.
He walked over to Theo, bent down slightly, and chuckled. “Tell me something, little man-don’t you think your mom looks way more beautiful than Kelly?”
Back when Sharon was raising Theo on her own, she rarely had time to dress up. In fact, ever since giving birth, she’d hardly worn skirts or touched makeup. She wasn’t sloppy, but she always went barefaced and kept her clothes simple and practical.
Even as a full-time housewife, her days were packed. Driving Theo to school, picking him up, cooking every meal, brewing herbal tonics when he wasn’t feeling well-each batch took three to four hours to prepare.
She’d visit Uriah for prescriptions and deliver medicine to Madeline. There was barely a minute she could call her own.
But today-today was different.
Because of the performance, she wore light, elegant makeup. Her long hair was swept into a perfect chignon. A white dress hugged her figure flawlessly, the clean lines accentuating her graceful silhouette. Her skin practically glowed under the sunlight.
Her eyes and brows were delicate, each feature drawn with quiet precision, like brushstrokes from a classical ink painting- refined, ethereal, untouched by the dust of the everyday world.
ཨེ་ཆ་ཋ༴་ཚཝ་ ལོ་༤ལ་ ཚལ
By coincidence-or perhaps not-she and Kelly were both dressed in white today.
Kelly, too, was beautiful. Her features were soft and delicate, her frame slender and fragile, giving off an air of vulnerable elegance that made people instinctively want to shield her.
Her white dress had been custom-made by someone Carter had hired especially for today’s performance. It matched her appearance and demeanor perfectly.
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TOYSE-
She clearly understood her strengths-her styling leaned into the gentle, delicate charm she wore so effortlessly.
But now, standing next to Sharon, the contrast was impossible to miss. Especially with both of them in white–the difference
stood out even more.
Kelly’s face stiffened at Xavier’s words. She bit her lower lip, tears welling in her eyes, looking utterly wronged-like she
wanted to explain herself but didn’t know how.
Seeing this, Nate’s anger instantly reignited.
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