Chapter 619 The Closest Relationship
Tate realized that the woman standing in front of her was her mother.
Tate, whether now or in the past, didn't fully understand what did having a mother mean.
Their eyes met—Linda seated in a chair, Tate by the doorway. They simply stared at each other. Linda felt a strange softness in her heart, a calmness washing over her, tinged with a hint of embarrassment. She offered a gentle smile to Tate, "Sorry to disturb you."
"No, it's okay." Tate shut her book, unsure how to engage with Linda, despite their close yet distant relationship.
Tate stood up and walked towards Linda. "What would you like to drink? Juice or water?"
Linda couldn't refuse and instinctively said, "Water is fine."
"Please make yourself comfortable in the living room." Tate went to get the water. She was very polite to Linda.
Linda went to sit in the living room, her face always smiling, her eyes full of undisguised affection for Tate.
Karen was very surprised at Tate's enthusiasm towards Linda.
Tate only poured water for Linda, not for Karen.
Seeing that she didn't get any, and Tate had already sat down, Karen was unhappy. "I want juice."
Tate didn't indulge Karen at all and said, "Get it yourself from the fridge."
"You poured water for my mom. Why can't you pour for me? I want you to do it." Karen's spoiled temper flared up again.
Tate retorted, "Are you on the same level as your mom?"
Karen was left speechless by the retort and became angry out of embarrassment. "How can you say that?"
"Karen, mind your manners," Linda scolded with a stern face. "Mind you manners. If you want juice, get it yourself."
"Mom, I think she knows who you are, that's why she's trying to please you," Karen insisted, convinced that Tate was currying favor with Linda because she knew her identity and had ulterior motives.
Before Linda could scold her, Tate admitted, "Yes."
She admitted to the former, not the latter part about currying favor.
Linda was silent as she thought Tate was really honest.
Karen got excited. "Mom, see, she admitted it."
"Shut up," Linda said, a bit displeased. Although Karen was her daughter, she felt embarrassed by her lack of manners and tact.
Then, Linda smiled and asked Tate, "How old are you this year? What's your name?"
"26. You can call me Tay," Tate didn't reveal her real name. Whether it was Sandra Stewart or Tate, neither name was suitable to disclose now.
"Tay, that's a nice name," Linda said with a smile. "Your skin is so fair, like moonlight. What do you do?"
"I don't have a job at the moment," Tate answered honestly.
Although Linda's questions were very detailed, they didn't make Tate feel annoyed. It felt more like casual conversation.
Linda nodded in satisfaction. "No rush for a job. Girls shouldn't be too hard on themselves."
Karen was once again surprised at Linda's tolerance of an outsider.
She heard that Tate had no job, which meant she relied on Raymond. Karen couldn't understand why Linda still comfort her.
Linda didn't ask about Tate and Raymond's relationship, but just chatted casually.
Karen couldn't wait to ask, "What's your relationship with Raymond? There was another girl living here before. Why are you here now?"
Karen's sly remark was an attempt to provoke Tate by insinuating a past relationship with another girl.
However, her plan failed.
Tate just said calmly, "I know, that was my elder sister."
The latter part was purely a lie to deceive Karen.
Karen believed it. "Do you two live with Raymond together? How shameless."
Hearing this, Tate's eyes darkened, and she looked at Karen with a sharp gaze. Karen was intimidated by Tate's aura and instinctively avoided her gaze, feeling scared.
Realizing she was scared, Karen felt a wave of frustration.
Linda was also angered by Karen's words. She felt embarrassed by Karen's bad manners.
She slapped Karen's hand and scolded, "Karen, how can you be so tactless? Don't you remember what I taught you?"
This was the second time Linda scolded her for an outsider, and Karen felt particularly angry. "Mom, why are you speaking up for an outsider? What I said is the truth."
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