Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Coming Clean with Mrs. Ji
Kiki didn’t expect that Wayne, who looked dapper, lived in such a messy environment; it was no exaggeration to say that it was no different from a pigsty.
Wayne caught Kiki’s dumbfounded expression, aware of the state of his own home. Yet, Wayne showed no embarrassment or displeasure; instead, he mocked with a curl of his lips.
She gave herself to him, and now she’s starting to dislike him. It was a bit too late.
"I want to go back."
Kiki simply couldn’t endure the dirty and chaotic environment any longer. She forced her aching body to stand, gritted her teeth, and left.
Wayne sweet-talked her into staying, but failed. Feeling exhausted, he didn’t persuade her further, and watched as she shakily departed. He knew well that a woman like Kiki, if involved once, would have a second time, then countless more.
He certainly wouldn’t spoil Kiki.
Kiki returned to the luxurious car, which was filled with the scent of passionate encounters. Suddenly feeling nauseated, she opened the car window. Seeing Wayne not chasing after her, a wave of sorrow engulfed her, and she lay on the steering wheel, crying softly.
She was truly foolish; how could she do such a thing with someone like Wayne? The one she loved was Leon Keane. If Leon found out, her dream of marrying into the Kane family...
No, she wouldn’t allow Leon to know about this.
Wayne had said he didn’t ask for forever, just for once. At worst...she’d give Wayne hush money, and he certainly wouldn’t talk.
Kiki had beautiful thoughts, but reality was harsh.
~
The next day.
The old Kane family residence.
Leon Keane faced his mother, and straightforwardly said, "Mom, I’ve decided to marry Ivana Monroe, and she’s agreed to marry me. We’ve even set the date."
Upon hearing this, his mother was instantly struck as if by a thunderbolt.
"I don’t agree," his mother’s face turned ashen, refusing.
His mother’s response was within Leon’s expectations. He hadn’t anticipated her to agree so soon; he was merely informing her of his decision.
Leon had said what needed to be said. Feeling mentally and physically drained, he didn’t want to argue with his mother.
Thus, he planned to head to the company.
Seeing Leon finish his speech and want to leave, entirely different from the previous times, his mother was immediately alarmed. What did he mean by this? Was he determined to marry Ivana?
Was he planning to disregard his own mother’s words?
His mother felt both sad and resentful—sad about Leon’s attitude towards her, resentful of Ivana, the vixen who had completely captured Leon’s heart.
His mother acted as if she was about to faint.
Auntie Chamberlain hurriedly supported his mother, full of concern, saying to Leon, "President Keane, madam is older now and has high blood pressure. If she gets upset, what should we do?"
Auntie Chamberlain didn’t dare criticize Ivana in front of Leon or say that Leon was upsetting madam over a woman. So she talked about the blood pressure issue.
His mother also lamented, "A son grows independent of his mother. For a woman, his mother’s life means nothing to him."
What Auntie Chamberlain couldn’t say, his mother could say, and in a pitiful manner at that.
Leon frowned, turned back, and looked at his mother.
His mother thought Leon would be as soft as he had been in the past, and she intensified her words: "People get old and useless. As a mother, I’m not as important as some vixen outside."
"Leon Keane, if you want to marry her, go ahead! Anyway, you don’t care about your mother’s life or death. Auntie Chamberlain, if I don’t live to see the day Leon marries the vixen, make sure my funeral is on that day. I want the whole world to know that Ivana, the vixen, drove me to death."
Auntie Chamberlain was startled, seeing his mother speak with such vivid detail, as if she were about to die. She forced out a couple tears and said, "Madam, please don’t be like this... Little Ian needs you."
Ian Keane was the treasure of his mother’s heart. Thinking of the child truly saddened her, and she tightly held Auntie Chamberlain’s hand, "If I go, Auntie Chamberlain... you must promise me to take good care of Ian..."
"Enough."
Leon suddenly interrupted, coldly.
His mother had never seen Leon so angry, and she felt a tremor of fear, as Leon had always treated her with respect.
His mother stopped crying, and Auntie Chamberlain was too scared to speak.
Leon’s handsome face twisted in anguish: "Mom, have you acted enough?"
His mother’s heart trembled: "Leon, I haven’t..."
Leon sneered, his eyes faintly red, as if he were enduring something? Yet somewhat unable to contain it, wanting to spill everything out.
Leon’s deep voice was imbued with pain: "You know Ivana is Ian’s biological mom."
His mother’s eyes flashed with panic, denying fiercely: "What are you saying? She’s Ian’s biological mom? This... impossible."
At this point, she still wanted to deny it?
Leon’s heart twisted in pain. If not for the investigation results, he still wouldn’t believe that his own mother was involved.
Leon took a deep breath and slowly said, "Mom, you really forget. Didn’t you send Ivana to my bed back then?"
Including the drug-laced drink that he’d consumed, wasn’t that also his mother’s doing?
He truly couldn’t believe that his mother would scheme against even her own son for a grandson.
His mother’s heart shook; he indeed found out.
Who had leaked the information, allowing Leon to discover this?
His mother planned to find this person and break his leg.
She said nervously, "I don’t know what you’re saying. Leon, don’t wrong your mother just to marry a vixen."
Leon felt a chill at his mother’s actions of doing yet not admitting: "Then tell me, where did Ian come from?"
His mother said, "I’ve told you many times, after that woman gave birth to Ian, she died in the hospital. If not for that woman yelling your name during childbirth, mom would never have known Ian was your biological son!"
This lie, she’d maintained for six years.
It wasn’t entirely wrong to lie. Back when Ivana reached the hospital, she was nearly gone. After giving birth to Ian, she fell unconscious, no different from a corpse.
She had indeed made everything seamless.
Ivana’s hospital was small. She had the director delete all surveillance concerning Ivana and immediately took Ian to Ravenswood’s best maternity hospital in an incubator.
Leon’s eyes shot out agonizing pain, and he suddenly yelled at his mother, "This lie, were you going to tell me for a lifetime? Back then, you knew Ivana was pregnant with twins. You only brought Ian back. If it weren’t for the doctor discovering Ivana had another child inside her, were you planning to let Timmy die inside Ivana?"