Chapter 931 Don’t Punish Yourself for Others’ Fault
“You didn’t get hurt, did you?” Nicholas looked at Tessa worriedly, who shook her head and said, “I didn’t. Miss Sofia came not long after we got into a fight.”
Relieved, he turned to his son and admonished, “Next time you see that woman and Mommy’s not with you, walk away, okay?” “I got it, Daddy.” Gregory nodded obediently.
The family of three chatted for a while longer when the food delivery Tessa ordered arrived. After lunch, Nicholas took Tessa and Gregory out for some fun.
The little guy was in seventh heaven with his parents by his side, and he had forgotten about the episode in the morning.
Meanwhile, Tessa and Nicholas kept Gregory company at the kindergarten playground the entire afternoon.
During that time, the little guy made a few friends and had a wonderful afternoon, giggling joyfully away.
On the other hand, Tessa and Nicholas rested on the bench with holding hands, watching Gregory play affectionately.
The scene looked so warm and homely that it gave off a serene vibe.
When it was time to leave in the evening, Gregory felt reluctant. “Mommy, can I exchange my contact number with them?”
He looked at his mother expectantly, his eyes abnormally bright as though there were stars in them.
“Of course.” Tessa couldn’t bear to turn him down at all, struck by his adorableness.
“You’re the best, Mommy!” Elated, the little fellow hurriedly went off to exchange his contact number with his newfound friends, even admonishing wistfully before parting ways, “You guys have to call me and play with me, alright?”
Meanwhile, Tessa and Nicholas looked at Gregory in amusement.
After leaving the kindergarten, the family headed to a restaurant for dinner.
Perhaps because of his good mood, the little guy had a much better appetite than he did during lunch.
Seeing so, Tessa finally eased her worried mind knowing that he had thrown the morning’s episode out of his head.
After dinner, the family of three took a stroll along the Danube River, only going home when Gregory was exhausted.
On their journey back, Gregory succumbed to sleep and dozed off, leaning against Nicholas as he carried the little guy into the nursery upon arriving home.
Tessa had wanted to give the little guy a quick wash-up, but Nicholas stopped her, not wanting her to wear herself out.
After settling the little guy down, the two walked out of the room and into their bedroom, to which Tessa tugged on Nicholas’ hand upon entering as she apologized, “To be honest, I kept something from you about this morning’s incident.”
Not waiting for the man to give her a response, she continued with self-reproach, “I was still upset from what happened last night when I saw Eunice in the morning, so I approached her and made things clear with her. Thinking back now, my ill-consideration pissed Eunice off and led her to lash out at Gregory.”
Nicholas got a good picture of what happened after hearing his dear wife’s confession, and he smiled. “This is not your fault at all; she was the one who started it. Also, I’m very happy you went to her and laid your claim.”
At that, he pulled Tessa into his arms and kissed her forehead affectionately.
However, Tessa still felt awful, and Nicholas could tell. He continued coaxing, “Alright, don’t think too much about it. Gregory’s not in the wrong, and neither are you. Don’t punish yourself for others’ faults. It’s not worth it.”
Tessa thought he was right and gradually let it go.
After all, what happened had already happened. It was too late for her to be rueing now.
“I’ll try my best to steer clear of Eunice next time. That way, Gregory won’t get involved.”
Nicholas couldn’t help frowning at that, for he didn’t want her to suffer in silence.
He believed that with his ability, Tessa wouldn’t need to tolerate anyone at all. However, he didn’t speak his thoughts as he saw the remorse in her eyes.
“Since it has already happened, there’s no use dwelling on it. Go and shower; you must be tired after a day of fun.” He intentionally changed the subject, not wanting to see her dwelling on the issue.
