Chapter 683 Fiorello Persuades Eleanor
Every reason Eleanor gave was for the children's benefit, which left Maggie feeling stifled and unable to express her frustration.
Maggie stopped talking and turned to hold her daughter.
Fiorello also sensed the subtle change in the atmosphere and said, "Maggie, the babies need to rest too. I'll have Mom take them back first."
"Mom, please take the babies back to Sunset Hills today. Maggie and I will return tomorrow."
Eleanor said, "The babies' things are still at home."
Fiorello interrupted, "We can have someone send them to Sunset Hills."
Fiorello blocked all of Eleanor's excuses, and Eleanor responded, "Fine, the babies are yours, so of course, you make the decisions. As a grandmother, I can't make any decisions or manage anything."
This made Fiorello frown immediately, wondering if his mother was experiencing early menopause, as she had never been like this before.
Maggie naturally picked up on the anger in Eleanor's words and remained silent.
As an observer, Dulce found it even harder to say anything.
Fiorello handed Nate to Eleanor, then took Katie from Maggie's arms and said, "I'll take you back. Dulce, stay here with Maggie. I'll be back soon."
Dulce quickly said, "No problem."
Mother and son each carried a child and left.
On the way back to Sunset Hills, Fiorello said, "Mom, call home and have the nanny pack the cross Arya gave the kids and send it over."
The cross had long been thrown into the trash. Where could Eleanor find it now?
Eleanor stammered, "Fiorello, my memory is failing me. I suddenly can't remember where I put it. It's just a cross; I'll look for it later and send it over when I find it."
Fiorello stared at Eleanor with piercing eyes, "Mom, tell me the truth, where is the cross?"
Facing her son's sharp gaze, Eleanor had no choice but to tell the truth, "I threw it away. The cross had bacteria on it, and the babies are so small. I didn't dare let them wear it. Besides, it wasn't worth much."
Fiorello had expected this outcome and said with a stern face, "Mom, that cross was a token of Arya's affection. It's not about the money. If you thought it was inappropriate, you could have taken it off and put it away. Throwing it away is disrespectful to Arya."
Eleanor knew she was in the wrong and said weakly, "I didn't think much at the time and just threw it in the trash."
Fiorello sighed, "Maggie had a hard time giving birth to these two children, and Arya cares deeply about them. I believe everyone loves the babies and has the same intentions. Different lifestyles, personalities, and viewpoints inevitably lead to conflicts. Mom, you're the best at handling things in our circle. How could such a small matter stump you?"
Fiorello first praised Eleanor to make her feel better, then proposed a solution, making it easier for Eleanor to accept.
Eleanor smiled, "When did you get such a sweet tongue? I was wrong about the cross. I'll apologize to Arya later."
Fiorello smiled, "That's the spirit, Mom."
Eleanor glared at Fiorello, "You're always siding with Maggie and Arya."
"Mom, you're my mother. At this moment, I can only ask you to make a change. I can't go and talk to Arya. Maggie's postpartum emotions are also not great. I don't want her to feel upset when she comes home because of differences in child-rearing views between you and Arya."
Fiorello said, "Maggie will surely understand that you mean well for the babies. She won't say anything against you. She will remember your kindness. When there are differences in opinions, mutual tolerance is what makes a family."
Eleanor felt comforted by these words, patted Fiorello's hand, and said, "You understand what it means to be a family. I'm very pleased. I understand why you protect Maggie and Arya, and I know what to do now."
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