Chapter 622

Leslie Green wasn’t afraid of people treating her badly—she was scared of them being nice. That’s what really threw her off. After all, this was her birth mother. The woman who brought her into this world. Just like Felix Grey said, her heart had softened. Yeah, it had. But that didn’t mean she’d lost herself in the process. Leslie opened her mouth, glanced at Genevieve Cross, and finally called out the one word Genevieve had waited forever to hear. “Mom. I’m home.” Her voice was calm, like she hadn’t been missing all those years. Like she’d just stepped out for a bit, and was back now, just like that. Genevieve had been doing okay holding it together—until that moment. Her tears broke through all defenses. She couldn’t help it. She pulled Leslie into her arms again and started to cry quietly. It wasn’t loud sobbing—it was this stifled, trembling weep that just made it even harder to hold back tears. Timothy Cross saw his mom cry and immediately teared up too, his big eyes welling up.