HPDBC Chapter 197 Old man, thrice the age of father?
Chapter 197 Old man, thrice the age of father?
"Arwen, what do you mean? And how are you talking? Did you forget I am your mother?" Catrin's frown deepened at Arwen's words. Something about her felt different today. The Arwen she knew wasn't like this. She might have acted confident everywhere else, but in front of her, her mother, she was always hesitant, always seeking approval.
But the woman sitting before her now bore none of that meekness. Instead, she exuded an air of aloofness and distance that was almost chilling.
"Mother?" Arwen's lips curled up in a mocking smile as she shook her head. "I think it's something that you are forgetting here, Mrs. Quinn. We severed all the ties last time when I came to this place of yours. You said you regretted having a daughter like me and I agreed to step out of your life for good."
Catrin's eyes narrowed, her expression hardening. "You think it's easy to break relations like that, Arwen?"
"Well," Arwen shrugged in nonchalance. "I thought it would be difficult, but it didn't turn out to be so impossible after all. In fact, it feels quite liberating. I feel now longer under someone's cage —someone's control anymore."
"Arwen!" Catrin's fury flared. She never knew Arwen was so capable of getting on her nerves until today. "Mind your tone. I birthed you, you can't talk to me like this! And why are you even here today? Didn't you say that you would never come back home —ever? Regretting already?"
Arwen paused, fixing her gaze on her mother. Just when Catrin thought her words had finally silenced her, she saw her daughter's lips curl again into a disdainful smirk.@@@@
"What are you smiling at? Do you know how disrespectful that is?" Catrin snapped.
But her flare of anger didn't faze Arwen. Instead, she met her gaze evenly and replied, "Aren't you too full of yourself, Mrs. Quinn? I mean, how can you even think I came back because I regretted the only right decision I ever made in my life?"
Catrin has taken aback. She had known Arwen had drifted away, but she hadn't realized the extent of her transformation.
"Arwen ..." Catrin's voice faltered. For the first time, she felt lacking words. It was kind of humiliating.
"I humoured his small trick of yours because I wanted to see you again and let you understand things personally," Arwen's voice softened a little, but it still held the same sharp edge of indifference. "But the next time it wouldn't be the same. I won't be kind enough to come here and give you a warning."
"Are you threatening me, Arwen?" Catrin gritted her teeth.
But it only made Arwen pull her lips in a smile. "If that can make you stay away from my life, then yes, I am threatening you, Mrs. Quinn. Respect the boundaries and the choices you have drawn yourself."
With that, she took a step back, picked up her purse and strode back in the direction through which she had come earlier.
But she must have just merely taken a few steps, when Catrin's voice rang in the air, pausing her halfway.
"Arwen, you sound so confident of him. Do you think I don't know who he is?" Catrin stood rooted at her spot for a moment, but while speaking that, she slowly turned to Arwen. "You married some old man who is thrice the age of your father and you come to argue here with me as if you married the royal prince. Do you think you even hold a position to argue with me over him?"
Arwen's brows drew in confusion and she turned back to look at Catrin. "What did you say? Old man thrice he age of father?"