Newell was mute.
Karen raised her eyes to him and frowned, "I saw your mouth twitch."
Newell said hopelessly, "Mom, as you can see, there is nothing we can do about it."
Newell didn't want to lie to his mother.
"It's his fate. You spend all the time worrying about him. It won't help. Who can handle him?"
Karen said fretfully, "When he finds out how good Gloria is, I'm afraid it's too late. He'll only live to regret it."
Newell sighed and didn't say anything.
Karen continued softly, "You don't have to worry about me or come back so far to see me. I've got closure. Rest assured, I'll take my medicine on time. I'm getting much better."
Newell nodded and looked at Karen. "Jordy will regret it one day. Keep yourself healthy and let's wait for the day he wins Gloria back."
Karen nodded
