Chapter 508
Lincoln spoke to himself. “I originally wanted to add her as a friend, but I thought it might not be appropriate. She already cut ties with the Saxon family, bothering her would be rude and probably annoying.”
He continued, “My eldest nephew isn’t reliable either. He actually gets along well with my niece, but I asked him to bring a small gift for me, and he didn’t even bother.”
Aria kept reading her book.
Lincoln didn’t care whether she was listening or not and asked, “Do you think if I went to visit her in person, I’d get beaten up?”
“Yes,” Aria replied with a single word.
Lincoln hesitated, then asked, “What if I take the initiative and send her a friend request? Would she accept?”
Aria didn’t even hesitate. “No.”
Lincoln sighed in defeat.
Aria looked up. “Don’t you already have a niece? Why are you thinking about another one?”
“My relationship with Silvia is average, we barely keep in touch.” Having been away for years, Lincoln had hardly contacted any of his family.
Aria said calmly, “You hardly talk to the ones you’ve lived with. There’s no point obsessing over someone you’ve never even lived with.”
If she’d known about this connection with Lincoln, Aria wouldn’t have added his contact in the first place.
Lincoln replied, “You’re right, but I’m just curious.”
Lincoln glanced around, then leaned in and lowered his voice, “That niece of mine is really impressive. She even talks back to my stubborn old man without fear. I heard there’s no one in the entire Mandino City that she’s afraid of. I admire that. I want to get to know her.”
It wasn’t because of their family tie that he wanted to meet her. It was out of genuine admiration.
Aria gave a faint, unreadable smile. “If you want to talk back to people, go ahead. We’re all new to this thing called life. Why hold back?”
Lincoln said, “Isn’t that a bit disrespectful? He is my dad, after all. He raised me.”
Aria raised an eyebrow. “He gave birth to you?”
Lincoln was puzzled, “Yeah? Who else would’ve?”
Aria said, “I thought your mom gave birth to you. Didn’t expect your dad could deliver babies.”
Lincoln was stunned. “That’s not what I meant. My mom gave birth to me, not my dad. But my dad raised me.”
Aria asked pointedly, “If he raised you, then will you take care of him when he’s old?”
Lincoln replied, “Of course I will.”
Aria said, “Then that’s it. If he respects you, you yespect him. If he doesn’t and you’re uncomfortable, speak up.”
Lincoln’s thoughts were spinning. He stopped bothering Aria and sat across from her, trying to read. But not a single word sank in.
After a while, he suddenly looked up. “What you said makes sense!”
It was his mother who endured ten months of pregnancy, his mother who bore the pain, even the money that raised them came from his mother. His
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father was actually the live in son–in–law.
People always said Lincoln was rebellious, but he just didn’t want to socialize. He just wanted to focus on art.
Lincoln said, “My mom was the heiress of the Saxon fa
My
dad
even took her surname. It was her money that raised us. He had nothing to demek
it!”
He added, “He didn’t give birth to us, didn’t raise us, so why does he feel so entitled to decide how we should live?”
Lincoln couldn’t sit still anymore. With a surge of energy, he cl
eyes.”
Lincoln called out, “See you next time. I’m going home!”
his book and stood up. “Madelyn, thank you so much today. You really opened my
Watching the man come and go in a whirlwind, Aria was a bit surprised. If she remembered right, Lincoln was about the same age as Kim.
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