Seeing that Jefferson was so serious about it, Britney couldn't help but ask, "What's the name?"
"Carter Hefner." Jefferson said with a smile, "Whether it's a boy or a girl, this will be the name. It'll be a name made up of both Adrienne and I's surnames."
There were many people who made names with the surnames of the parents, and Britney thought that it was a good idea. However, she thought that something was off, but she couldn't tell what the problem was.
Jefferson spread his arms and gave Britney a hug, "How are you doing lately, My Queen."
It was the first time Britney was hugged by her son, who was much taller than her. She was touched and got teary- eyed, as she said, "I'm great, I'll be great as long as you're doing fine."
In the eyes of the public, Britney was an intelligent and capable woman, and she was able to manage her husband and her son well. However, she was actually a conservative woman.
She and Albert only gave birth to Jefferson after being married for a few years, and she no longer worked ever since. Her attention was completely on her family. To her, as long as they were fine, she would be happy, and she'd feel that her life was meaningful.
"Mom, you should be like Mrs. Campbell and the others." Jefferson didn't like the idea of Britney putting all her attention on the family. He kept telling Britney to do more of the things she enjoyed, and to not worry about him and his father all the time.
The more a woman focused on her family, the more likely the man was to find women outside while taking the wife's efforts for granted.
"Be like them? You mean I should go travelling whenever I like? And buy branded stuff?" Britney laughed, "My dear son, I've done all of that when I was young. I've been to so many places around the world, and I've never lacked branded items. A few days ago, your grandfather sent me a bunch of things too. I wanted to give some of them to Adrienne, but I knew Adrienne's temper, so I kept it all in the store room. When I get bored in the future, I'll take them out and host an auction for them. Everyone has different interests. Some people enjoy playing games, while others enjoy shopping and travelling. As for me, I enjoy taking care of all of you."
Jefferson understood that Britney's words were true, and that everyone preferred different lifestyles, so he wouldn't force Britney to spend her days how he wanted her to.
However...as he looked back and saw Albert who was watering the plants in the garden, he couldn't help but feel frustrated. That man looked like a family man, but he was actually a horrible person.
All these years, he chose to ignore the things that Albert was doing behind their backs so that his mother wouldn't be sad. But he could no longer do so now. He said, "My Queen, you should go talk to Adrienne in the living room. I have something to discuss with Dad."
"You're finally being sensible. You and your father are both stubborn, and you don't usually talk to each other much. Nevertheless, he's your father, and I believe there has to be a solution to it." Britney poked his head and said, "Jefferson, it's not easy to be able to spend your whole life with the person you love, you have to cherish her, don't do anything that'll make her feel sad, okay?"
"I know that, Mom." His mother must've loved his father dearly back then, to choose to leave the capital city, and accompany his father to Chatterton Town for his work. All these years, she had been putting in so much effort for his father unconditionally.
Jefferson glanced at Albert once again and thought that that old man was not worthy of his mother at all.
Jefferson walked to the garden and watched as Albert watered the plants, looking as if he had not noticed Jefferson's arrival.
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