Suppressing the discomfort in her heart, Titus Zane lifted the corners of her lips, seemingly a habit developed from her "work" over the years, always accustomed to showing a smile when communicating with others.
"Mom, I just found a job..."
"Oh? Where?" Titus Zane hadn’t finished speaking when Ariana Evans interrupted, sounding eager.
Taken aback for a moment, Titus Zane lifted her lips again, "In Banyan City,"
"Oh," Ariana Evans’s tone returned to normal, sounding very affectionate over the phone, "What job is it, Titus, don’t work too hard, and if you’re not happy, come back, Mom will take care of you."
Titus Zane laughed, grumbling, "Mom, how old am I, and you still want to take care of me!"
"What’s wrong with that, you’re my daughter!"
If it were before, Titus Zane would have been moved to tears, but since having that DNA test, suddenly, everything about Ariana Evans seemed so hypocritical.
Titus Zane had thought it through carefully; since she was old enough to understand, although her mother Ariana Evans had always protected her and even cared more for her than Olivia Zane, upon reflection, it was all superficial. Whenever it came down to making decisions, her heart always sided with her sister Olivia Zane.
Once again concealing her thoughts, Titus Zane said with a smile, "Mom, I’m in my thirties already, I don’t want to be a freeloader."
Regardless of whether Ariana Evans was sincere or not, she was an adult capable of supporting herself.
Having said that, without waiting for Ariana Evans to respond, she moved on to the main topic, because she didn’t want to continue hearing her mother’s hypocritical concerns.
"Mom, I want to ask, has Logan’s wife given birth yet? Is it a boy or a girl..."
"My dear Titus, I was just about to tell you this," Ariana Evans sighed over the phone, "His wife gave birth, it’s a girl, ah..."
Ariana Evans sighed again, "Talking about men, they are really not to be trusted. Just a few years ago, Logan Ray was head over heels in love with you, but now," a cold sneer came through the phone.
"His wife gave birth to the baby, the excited look on his face, you should have seen it!"
Ariana Evans’s words conveyed her dissatisfaction with Logan Ray. Perhaps having been through many experiences, her mindset has become much calmer. Because her words did not stir any ripples in Titus Zane’s heart, instead, she tried to console with a laugh, saying.
"Mom, Logan is old enough, of course, he’s happy to have a baby."
"You’re not young either! Why didn’t he think about you!"
"Mom!" Titus Zane said helplessly, "That’s all in the past, it’s turned the page already."
"Ah, I just feel it’s not fair for my daughter!" Ariana Evans sighed again, whether it was Titus Zane’s illusion or not, she felt that her mother had changed, she always used to appear as a reasonable intellectual.
The current Ariana Evans, like a resentful woman in her boudoir, a little thing, a single topic could make her drone on endlessly, whether it’s menopause or intentional, it’s uncertain.
Fearing Ariana Evans might continue dwelling on the topic, Titus Zane quickly shifted it, "Mom, how is Olivia’s recovery coming along?"
Bringing up Olivia Zane, Ariana Evans’s mood obviously cheered up a lot.
"She can now walk with the help of a cane."
Titus Zane exclaimed, but then heard Ariana Evans say, "What’s so good about that, having undergone recovery for so long, Nathan Moore never accompanied her once, since he left home, he’s never even come to our Zane family’s door! Just Olivia, still wholeheartedly thinking of him, in my opinion, that Nathan Moore might have already found another woman, warmly embracing her!"
For some reason, hearing Ariana Evans complain on the phone made Titus Zane feel a sense of guilt.