"I've given you plenty of chances. Have you forgotten all of them?" I couldn't help but retort.
"I didn't understand myself back then. Can you stop judging me now based on my past?" Neil seemed even more helpless as I said that. He knew that he couldn't change the past. And he knew how excessive his past behavior was.
I remained silent and just continued to drive.
Upon arriving at the hospital, I accompanied Neil to treat his wounds and then drove him back to Sterling Estates.
Knowing that Neil's mother was also there, I planned to just drop Neil off at the entrance and let him walk in himself. But he just sat in the passenger seat, not moving a bit.
"I couldn't walk because you hurt me," Neil turned his head and looked at me as if it were a matter of course.
I was confused. When did he get hurt because of me? I didn't ask him to drink, nor did I hire someone to beat him.
Seeing my confused face, Neil continued, "How could I end up like this if you hadn't ignored me for the past two months?"
I found that Neil's defenses were getting more and more sophisticated. It was clearly him who did the wrong thing first. I was just angry, but it ended up being me who ignored him.
"Fine, it's my fault. I'll pay for your medical expenses. Now please get out of my car." I said with a cold and impatient tone.
"Just drive me in. Your car can go in." Neil didn't move, ignoring what I said.
I was getting a bit angry. It was already late, and I wanted to go home and rest. I had work the next day.
Just as we were at a stalemate, someone suddenly knocked on my car window. I turned around and saw it was Neil's mother. Her face was almost pressed against the car window.
I had to roll down the window. Neil's mother looked at me and her face lit up with surprise. Then she looked at Neil in the passenger seat and couldn't help but smile with joy.
"Irene, it really is you! I thought the car looked familiar, so I came over to check." Neil's mother said with a smile on her face.
I was a bit flustered. Neil's mother was very enthusiastic and joyful. It seemed like she misunderstood something. Could she not see the wound on her son's head?
"Faith, Neil got a bit hurt, so I drove him back," I awkwardly replied.
"That's good, that's good. He got hurt. Come in and sit for a while." Neil's mother seemed to not care about her son's injury. She even praised it.
I glanced at Neil. His face didn't look too good.
It was already late. I didn't know why Neil's mother was still outside, but I planned to go home and rest.
I politely declined, "Faith, it's already late. I'll come back next time."
"Acting now is always better than waiting. You brought my son back today. I have to invite you in to show my gratitude. Don't say anything. I'll just go with you." Faith didn't wait for me to reply. She just opened the back door and sat down, smiling at me.
I felt helpless, but I couldn't ask Faith to get out of the car.
Neil was resting with his eyes closed. He had no intention of helping me speak. This mother-son duo was really something. Their personalities changed so similarly. The Faith from before would never be so direct; she was originally a very reserved lady.
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