Chapter 956
"Haley, it's just a dream. You're okay." Ivan held Haley close, gently patting her back. His voice was rough but soft. Haley clung to him, slowly falling apart.
After she slapped Hollis, Ivan assured her everything would be fine.
After she kicked Marcus away, Ivan told her she did the right thing.
But a few lucky breaks wouldn't make her believe she was mentally stable. She almost hurt her own son.
"Haley, you're just stressed, that's why you're having these dreams." Ivan's chin rested on her shoulder. "In a few days, we'll go on a honeymoon, get a change of scenery. You'll feel better."
Haley nestled in his arms, feeling bitter. She could raise a knife to her kids, and she could hurt Ivan too.
She wasn't the same Haley anymore. She couldn't find comfort in her kids and Ivan like she used to.
"Ivan." Haley pushed away from his chest.
Sensing something, Ivan held her tighter. "Haley, don't say anything, just sleep in my arms."
"I've been sleeping since noon." Haley gave a bitter smile. "Let go of me first."
"Then let's go downstairs to eat. Don't you want to try the food I made for you?" Ivan coaxed gently.
"Okay, I'll go down to eat."
Ivan helped her with her slippers and led her downstairs.
As soon as they left the room, Haley heard Owen's muffled crying from the next room.
Owen had woken up to see his beloved mom raising a knife at him, almost taking his life. That scene would haunt him forever.
She didn't know how she'd face Owen in the future. "Ivan, I can eat by myself. Go comfort Owen for me. I'm afraid he'll cry all night."
Ivan held her gently. "Keith and Todd are with him, it'll be okay."
He was more worried about her mental state.
Almost hurting the son she always felt guilty about, Haley, as a mom, was going through a kind of pain and anguish he couldn't even imagine. All he could do was stay by her side.
Haley didn't say anything else and started eating. The food was light, delicious, and beautifully made, all of Ivan's specialties and her favorites.
Haley had just taken a bite of roast meat when her stomach churned again. She pushed back her chair and rushed to the bathroom.
Ivan's eyes narrowed, and he followed her closely. "Alfred said you threw up this morning too. Do you have a stomachache?"
Haley leaned over the toilet, dry heaving a few times, but nothing came out.
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