The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 215
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Mrs. Wilson’s accurate guess raught me off guard, raising a bullet of pante in my chew. I desperately prayed for Bright to hatolle
this shitta carehilly. He gared at his mom for a length of time, as if trying to access her ertins from her expranonte fare. Then he
held her hand
“Mom, I said Laura has cooked this meal Nething else.”
Riting my fingernails, I observed her keenly to look for a brit of sofress n he face. Mr. Wilmon appeared indifferent and cold as
she broke straight into Bright’s eyes.
“Use your diplomatic answers somewhere else. I have spent my entire life with your dad. I know how it works”
Oops!
She didn’t give him a chance to deny his claim and sighed. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she sat hark and said.

“I thought that finally, my son has noticed my love for him. But no...”
That was all I could understand from the incoherent phrases, as she kept mumbling under her breath. Bright sensed the danger
looming over us and spoke immediately.
“Mom, I have prepared everything for you. And why does it matter if Laura has helped me with it? These are my heartfelt
emotions for you.”
Bright’s indirect confession turned her face crimson in a split second, Mrs. Wilson let out her anger. “It matters, Bright! One good
thing you did for me, and it was because of an outsider. Why aren’t you seeing the problem in it?”
Her voice raised an octave as she threw the napkin on the table. “You are my son. Why does it take you an outsider’s suggestion
to plan something special for me?”
Mrs. Wilson’s valid point made me feel her anguish; she was hurt for being ignored for long. But to my dismay, Bright couldn’t
pick this obvious clue. He spoke with no thought.

“Mom, Laura is going to be a part of our family. We are a couple, so we came up with an idea to make combined efforts to win
your heart. You weren’t accepting Laura as your daughter–in–law.”

At that point, I wanted to go out and smack Bright’s head for ruining the perfect moment with his clueless speech. Mrs. Wilson
was definitely not happy after this sudden turn of events. She got up and grabbed the gift bag.
“If you wish to be with her so much, I won’t hinder your way. Pick a date for marriage. I will talk to your dad.”
“Mom!!!” Bright rushed to hug his mother and exclaimed, “I can’t believe that you agree for our wedding, mom. Thanks a lot. I
love you.”
It was evident from Mrs. Wilson’s rigidness that she only surrendered for her son’s happiness; she wasn’t genuinely happy for us.
However, it was better than nothing.
She caressed his head and said,
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“I love you too, my son. Sometimes, parents can’t stop their kids from getting fooled. They had to learn from bad experiences.
But, no worries. I will be here to console you for your loss eventually.”
“It’s not like that, mom.” Bright protested, “Laura is a wonderful woman. I am sure you’ll love her. Please trust your son’s choice.
You have taught me well.”
He attempted to flatter her, but the damage was done. Mrs. Wilson refused outright when he asked her,
“Mom, would you like to meet Laura? She is here. I will ...”
“No!” She said, sharply. “I have agreed to your marriage, but it doesn’t mean that I like her too. Laura is just your choice, not
mine!”