Chapter 690 Melissa Causes Trouble
Fiorello told Maggie everything he had just said to Eleanor.
Maggie sighed, "If you talk to her like that, she'll get angry. She's an elder, and your words were too harsh."
She was also worried that Eleanor might think everything Fiorello did and said was instigated by her.
"She needs to adjust her own mindset," Fiorello said, furrowing his brow. "Ever since the baby was born, my mom has done quite a few unreasonable things."
"You take care of the baby, I'll go check on your mom," Maggie said, putting down the baby's clothes and going to find Eleanor.
She was indeed a bit upset about the cross incident earlier, and Eleanor's actions over the past few days had made her uncomfortable. But elders are elders, and when problems arise, they need to be communicated in a timely manner, not just blamed.
Eleanor, who had been scolded by Fiorello, was sitting and crying on a chair in the back garden of the villa. She couldn't quite understand why everything she did recently seemed wrong.
She was doing it all for the baby's good, arranging for Melissa and Mark to stay over just so Maggie wouldn't lose face.
From a distance, Maggie saw Eleanor wiping her tears and thought about how kind Eleanor had been to her since she married Fiorello. The previous little frictions were then forgiven.
Maggie walked over, "Mom, there are a lot of mosquitoes here, let's go inside."
Eleanor turned away and wiped her eyes, not wanting Maggie to see her crying.
"I'll sit here for a while, Maggie. You go inside and take care of the baby."
"Mom, are you upset?" Maggie sat down, smiling as she took Eleanor's hand. "Fiorello is your son. You know his personality well. This is partly my fault too. I didn't ask clearly in advance who would be coming and how to arrange the accommodation. I don't really like Melissa, but as hosts, we should be accommodating. Staying one night is no big deal. I didn't mean to blame you. If I said or did anything wrong, please don't hold it against me."
Maggie now realized how difficult it was to handle the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship. Everything she said and did had to be carefully considered, and she had to quickly adjust her mindset, not showing her true emotions. She had to coax when needed and make concessions when necessary.
Since Maggie had admitted her fault, Eleanor's grievances naturally dissipated a bit. "I was wrong too. Fiorello was right; I shouldn't have made decisions on my own. Lately, I've been so anxious about the two babies. My actions might have upset you all, but I can't help it."
"Everyone has different habits, Mom. You don't need to restrain yourself," Maggie said. "I've thought about it too. We do need to be more careful with the babies. Fiorello and I don't know much, so if there's anything wrong, please teach us more. You raised Fiorello so well, Katie and Nate will surely be just as good."
Eleanor felt ashamed. "Actually, Fiorello was raised by his grandmother. When I had Fiorello, his grandmother also thought I didn't know how to take care of a child and made me do everything her way."
Maggie understood. Eleanor's regrets from her youth made her want to make up for it with her grandchildren and make decisions.
Just as Dulce had reminded her before, if she didn't set some boundaries with Eleanor, she might not be able to make decisions for her own children in the future.
At this moment, the nanny came over to tell Maggie that Arya was looking for her. Eleanor said, "Maggie, you go ahead. I'll sit here a bit longer."
Maggie also wanted to know what her mother wanted, so she went inside.
Eleanor sat outside, deep in thought, when suddenly a cheerful voice came from behind, "Eleanor, your garden is beautifully arranged."
It was Melissa.
Melissa was wearing a white dress with a light green jacket, her hair casually tied up, giving off a fresh and elegant beauty.
Melissa always had a warm smile, giving the impression of being very approachable, friendly, and simple.
Eleanor didn't understand why Maggie didn't like Melissa. Maybe it was just because they were half-sisters and she rejected that kind of relationship.
Eleanor smiled and said, "Yes, it is."
"When I was sick, I had nothing to do but read books, and I read some on gardening," Melissa said with a smile. "I spent many years in the hospital; it was like my second home."
Hearing this, Eleanor instantly felt sympathy for Melissa. "What illness did you have?"
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