Filed to story: Mr Williams Madame Is Dying Novel Free Online (Madison & Hunter)
Connor noticed that Madison didn’t have a solemn expression anymore. So, he slowly climbed up the bed and leaped into Madison’s arms.
“Mom, I missed you.”
His words struck a chord for Madison. But after the moment of tenderness, she felt a stab of pain in her heart.
She didn’t know why Connor would call her mom, but she knew he wasn’t her child.
But he was so cute and adorable that Madison just couldn’t resist.
He knelt on the bed and put the wreath on her head with a serious expression. Then, he broke into a bright smile. The dimples on his cheeks caught Madison’s gaze.
“Mom, get well soon.”
Madison just couldn’t get angry at him. That innocent smile was too precious. So, she nodded her head absent-mindedly.
Connor was overjoyed. He kissed her on the cheek and ran away.
Hunter told him that he should let Madison rest. He kept that in mind.
Madison touched the wreath and felt a surge of familiarity within. In the end, she didn’t throw it away.
Instead, she placed it next to her pillow. She could see it as soon as she opened her eyes.
Connor was sent back home. He got to see his mother, so he was pleased.
Erina was playing with dolls in the room. She saw him come home and greeted him.
“Connor, come play with me.”
“Dolls are for girls. I want to learn to shoot guns so I can protect Mom when I grow up,” Connor said with a smug expression.
Mina cleared her throat. “Master Connor, you must be hungry. Come eat.”
Andrea suddenly appeared at the door quietly.
She looked at Connor and said, “Connor, come here. I have something to tell you.”
Mina followed him into the room. Andrea said to her, “Go prepare dinner for Connor.”
“Yes, Ms. Davis.”
The door was closed. Then, Andrea beckoned Connor.
“Come over here.”
Connor was instinctively wary of Andrea. She looked at this young face that was almost identical to Hunter’s.
She felt it was weird. Although Kurt looked like Hunter, it was still weird that his son looked so much like Hunter, too.
If she hadn’t witnessed her own child being born on the day of delivery, she would have thought that this was Madison’s child. After all, Connor wasn’t close with her at all.
She smiled gently at Connor and said, “Good boy, call me âMom’.”
Connor had never called her âMom’ before.
Initially, she thought he had some sort of speech impediment. But she clearly heard him call Madison that at the hospital.
She tried to guide him patiently repeatedly, but Connor didn’t comply. She finally lost her temper and slapped him.
“You little bastard. I’m your real mother. You called that bitch your mom but not me. I’m going to smack you.”
Connor was already grown up. His first reaction after getting slapped wasn’t to cry. Instead, he felt lost.
He didn’t know what he did wrong. Why did Andrea beat him?
A handprint appeared on his face, and his right cheek became swollen.
Andrea’s rage quickly dissipated, and she started to feel guilty.
She drew him into her embrace and said, “Baby, did it hurt? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
She hated Madison with every fiber of her being, but her mood quickly improved when she thought about Madison’s dwindling lifespan.
A hint of joy flashed on her face. “That bitch is going to die soon. That’s great!
“Baby, we’ll have your father with us again. You look so much like him, so you have to cozy up to him so he will treat us better.”
After everything she has been through, she became mentally unstable.
She would change her mood abruptly. Her expressions were crazed.
Connor feared her more and more. The fear was apparent in his eyes, and he was too scared to speak.
Mina knocked on the door. She saw Connor’s swollen cheek.
In the past, Andrea had spanked Connor when she had emotionally unstable moments, but she had never slapped his face before.
The sight of his swollen cheek pained Mina, who had practically raised him.
“You saw everything, didn’t you? I was just disciplining my son. Why are you looking at me like that?”
Andrea asked nonchalantly.
Mina suppressed her anger and said, “I want to know what terrible thing Master Connor did that would warrant such harsh treatment.
“How could you be so heavy-handed with discipline on a child who is barely three years old?
“He is so well-behaved that I can hardly bear to see him hurt. How did you find it in yourself to do such a thing?”
“How dare you talk to me like that? Who do you think you are?”
Andrea tried to stand up and hit Mina. She forgot that her legs were completely crippled, and she could not stand.
She fell as soon as she tried to stand.
Mina hugged the child with a tender expression.
She said, “In the past, I endured your treatment of Master Connor. But you’ve only gotten worse. Do you know that slapping can potentially cause him to go deaf?”
Mina thought Andrea would learn her lesson after she had been through so many hardships.
The sad truth was that some people were born evil, and they could never change their ways.
Andrea had only gotten worse. She was even venting her frustration on Connor.
Andrea’s expression quickly changed when Mina picked Connor up and began to walk away. Her cocky demeanor quickly faded.
“Where are you going?”
“Master Connor had become strong and confident after almost a year of solitary training. You were the one who cried and begged to see him.
“That was why Mr. Williams gave you a chance to meet. But he has only been here for such a short time, and he’s become so sensitive.
“This is proof that you’re not suited to be a mother. You’re also not worthy of raising Master Connor.”
Andrea immediately cried and started to beg, “I’m sorry, Mina. Please don’t take him away. I’ll never do that again.
“I was just angry because he called Madison his mom but not me. I swear I will treat him better. Please don’t tell Hunter about this.”
Andrea knew that she had almost exhausted the gratitude Hunter had for Kurt.
If she angered Hunter again, the cancellation of the engagement would be the least of her worries.
The entire Davis Family would be at stake.
She wiggled on the ground and, with tears streaming down her cheeks, she said, “I beg of you, Mina. Please give me another chance.”
Mina had been with Andrea for a few years, but she had never seen Andrea in such a pitiful state.
Andrea kept sobbing. “I’ve already lost my parents and my home. I won’t ever be able to stand again, either.
“I only have these two children. If you tell Hunter about this, he won’t let me see the children ever again.”
Andrea tugged at Mina’s pants with great difficulty, pleading with all her might.
Mina had no choice but to say, “I don’t want to see this happening again.”
With that, she left with Connor in her arms. While she treated his swelling, she felt disbelief as well.
How could a mother treat her son like that?
“Does it hurt?”
Connor simply shook his head without saying anything. Mina’s heart broke when she saw how desolate he looked.
Mina sighed. What a mess.
When Madison fell ill, the whole Williams family was thrown into chaos as well.
Hunter returned to the small building while Harold sat under a cherry tree. Harold seemed to be mumbling something.
“Is Grandpa’s illness acting up again?”
“Yes. Ever since Madam Eugenia passed away, Mr. Harold’s illness would come and go. He was quite well these days, but then Mrs. Williams’s incident happened. Oh, well.”
It wasn’t the season for the cherries on the tree to ripen yet. But Harold kept staring at its branches.
“What are you looking at, Grandpa?”
“I’m waiting for the cherries to turn ripe.”
Hunter was puzzled. “Mr. Thorne, does my grandpa like cherries?”
“I’ve never seen him being particularly fond while he was sober. But when his illness acts up, he would often sit under the cherry trees.
“Now that I think about it, he had someone plant these trees two years ago. He loved to sit under the Hunter asked, “Does my grandma like cherries?”
“She would eat some cherry jam from time to time. She doesn’t seem to have a particular preference for it.”
Hunter slowly walked toward Harold.
He heard Harold saying to himself, “O tall cherry tree with leaves so green, bear some cherries for Ms. Nat to see.”
Ms. Nat?
Hunter’s expression shifted. He felt that something was off about Harold.
“Who is Ms. Nat?” He asked in a whisper.
“Ms. Nat is Ms. Nat, of course. She’s the prettiest woman in the world.”
When Harold spoke those words, he looked like a youngster who had just fallen in love. His rough cheeks were even tinted pink.
“Do you like Ms. Nat?”
“Ms. Nat is so pretty. Everyone likes her. Sadly, she doesn’t like me.” A sorrowful look flashed across Harold’s eyes.
Hunter took out Madison’s photo. “Is this Ms. Nat?”
“Ms. Nat…” Harold looked shy, but he quickly denied it. “This isn’t Ms. Nat.”
Madison looked a lot like Ms. Nat, especially from certain angles. But Harold could tell the difference right away.
It was clear that he truly cared about this woman.
