Chapter 492 Mrs. Bunny
Her voice resonated too much like his mother’s. The gentleness in her eyes and voice echoed that of his mother, with the only difference being that his mother had passed away two years ago.
“How’s the weather outside?” The woman smiled at him, offering a small fruit, her hand marked with scars. “It’s been a long time since someone came to see me.”
Over time, Zachary developed a friendship with her and would occasionally visit the basement.
One day, while returning home with the small fruit she had given him, he bumped into his uncle, who was then the head of the Miles Family.
His uncle glanced at the item in Zachary’s hand. “Where did you get that?”
“Mrs. Bunny in the basement gave it to me!”
He stared innocently at his uncle, vividly remembering the expression on his face that day-a mix of shock and disbelief.
After that, the basement bunny no longer lived in the basement. Zachary’s uncle married the woman. He started calling her Aunt Charisa, and his sister Kareen followed suit.
However, the relationship between Aunt Charisa and his uncle eventually became impossible.
Finally, on a stormy night, Aunt Charisa took over as the head of the Miles Family.
Yet, even as she became cold, proud, and aloof, she remained in his eyes the Mrs. Bunny who had given him the small fruit in the basement.
“Zachary?” The voice of the girl in front of him snapped him back to the present.
Cherise bit her lip, her dark, crystal-clear eyes locked on Zachary. “What’s on your mind?”
The man jolted back, clearing his throat. “What did you ask me?”
Cherise bit her lip. “I asked if my mom and your uncle were ever in love?”
Zachary smiled, shaking his head. “They were the least affectionate couple I’ve ever seen.
Cherise froze as her heart tugged. “The least… least affectionate couple…” she mumbled.
Zachary nodded, lifting his hand to ruffle Cherise’s hair. “Little bunny, cherish the time when you’re still oblivious. Also… treasure the moments you spend with Aunt Charisa.”
Given her remaining time… Zachary thought.
Gritting her teeth, Cherise yelled, “But you just said she’s physically fine!”
“Can you tell me truthfully what’s really…”
“I’m alright.” Before Cherise could finish her sentence, a woman’s voice from the doorway interrupted, “I’ve just got my daughter back, and I’m doing just fine.” Charisa’s words couldn’t persuade Cherise. Her knuckles clenched, preparing to continue her inquiry, when Elvis and Sarah approached with the food.
“I’m sure everyone is hungry. Let’s have your kids and your mom join us,” Charisa said to Elvis as she joined Cherise at the table, her tone neutral.
Elvis paused briefly, then nodded respectfully, “Of course.”
Soon, the place was filled with people..
Sky and Tay sat together, observing the middle-aged woman beside Cherise with curiosity.
Mrs. Shaw sat at a distance, smiling as she looked at Charisa, then at Cherise. “You two look so much alike! I’ve always known Cherry got her good looks from her mom!”
Charisa faintly smiled at the elderly lady. “Thank you.”
“She only resembles me in looks; I’m not sure if she’s inherited my intellect.”
Mrs. Shaw seemed upset about Charisa’s comment and retorted, “Our Cherry is very bright!”
“But her kind of brilliance isn’t the same as mine. It’s probably more like her father’s, Charisa explained.
Equally unaware of the world’s treacheries, she thought.
