Chapter 487\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 487\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Larissa,\u201d Sapphira said, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. \u201cEver since you accepted me as your mother, I\u2019ve made my peace with it. The truth is, I was always the one who was hung up on not having children, not your father. He never felt like I owed him anything. He said that if I wanted to have a child, he would love our child because he loves me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father believes that if the sole purpose of life is to procreate, you might as well have a child with anyone. He thinks a life like that is meaningless, that you\u2019re just a puppet serving the continuation of the human race.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa actually shared that sentiment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
You come into this world with nothing, and you leave with nothing. The idea of carrying on a bloodline was fleeting. When you\u2019re gone, you\u2019re gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But everyone had their own path. Some people valued lineage more than love, and there was nothing wrong with that. It was a matter of personal choice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sapphira offered a faint, wistful smile. \u201cI suppose I\u2019m getting sentimental in my old age, getting lost in memories. Anyway, you should go get ready. I\u2019ll be downstairs waiting for you for breakfast.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After her mother left, Larissa sat quietly on the edge of the bed, stroking Sage\u2019s head as the snake nudged against her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEven though she says she\u2019s happy now that she has me, I know that deep down, she still wishes she could have experienced carrying a child of her own,\u201d Larissa murmured. She had seen the flicker of regret in her mother\u2019s eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sage, not understanding its owner\u2019s complex emotions, simply tilted its head. To its kind, mating and procreation were natural instincts, devoid of sentiment. The strong survived and passed on their\u00a0<\/p>\n
genes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa knew Sapphira hadn\u2019t gone through menopause yet, so theoretically, if her body was healthy, she could still conceive. The main concern had always been the risks associated with a high\u2013risk pregnancy at her age. But perhaps, with her medical skills, she could ensure the safety of both mother and child.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even so, she would need to discuss it with her father first.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After getting ready, Larissa chose a warm, brown\u2013toned ensemble from the clothes her mother had picked out: a light brown knit top with a dark brown checkered skirt, a silk scarf tied neatly at her neck. It was a look that was both sophisticated and gentle. She applied some light makeup, tucked Sage and Snowy into her bag, and went downstairs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After breakfast, Larissa said casually, \u201cDad, I think there was something wrong with my car yesterday. I\u2019m going to have the butler get it checked out today. Could you give me a ride to work?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course,\u201d Neville agreed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sapphira watched her with a thoughtful expression but said nothing, deciding she was probably just\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
22:00\u00a0<\/p>\n
te the warage, once they were the car. Nextle glanced over at Larissa\u00a0<\/p>\n
arissa, is there something you want to talk to me about?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lanese tiled \u201cen that devious Dad\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tulevile chuckled Tve been with your mother for nearly thirty years. I can tell when something\u2019s on her mind, even when she\u2019s smiling Ifgured something must have happened when she brought you\u00a0<\/p>\n
your clothes this morning\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa didet hide anything recounting her conversation with Sapphira in full.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI see.\u201d Nevile sad his gaze fixed on the road ahead. \u201cYou know, I\u2019m not as perfect as your mother thakes the out to be the sees me through rese\u2013colored glasses.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Larissa was surprised \u201cWhat do you mean? Were you just pretending not to want children?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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