Chapter: 1581

“Baby, I've told you many times, it was to keep you safe. And look, your mother is back safe and sound, isn't she? It's just that Nancy upset her a bit."

“I knew it. Nancy had bad intentions. Alright, I'll go and talk to my mother.”

Taking a deep breath, Susanna nodded to Matteo, who stood by the door.

“Dad, I've got this," she reassured before knocking and pushing the door open.

The curtains were drawn tight, dimming the room significantly. A figure was curled under the quilt, and the room was so quiet that Susanna could hear faint sobbing.

“Mom, it's me," she said softly.

With tears still in her eyes, Kayla woke up. She had decided that she needed time to heal after returning home, so she secluded herself in her room, only interacting with her family.

“Mom, it's Susanna. I've come to visit you," her daughter said, her voice filled with affection.

Kayla pushed herself up on one elbow and slowly sat upright, her gaze locked on Susanna.

Susanna took a seat beside the bed and took her mother's hands in hers.

She noticed her mother's hands were warm but had grown much thinner.

“Mom, Phillip told me everything. Please don‘t be sad anymore.”

Kayla fought back her emotions as she said, “Susanna, do you hold it against me? These past two years, Nancy has taken all my attention away from you."

Regret colored her tone. Memories of her caring daughter Susanna made her regret introducing Nancy to the family during Susanna's illness and favoring Nancy openly.

Kayla deeply regretted it.

Holding her mother's hands firmly, Susanna stayed silent for a moment before replying, “I would never blame you because you are my mother.”

Kayla was the one who gave birth to her. Susanna remembered the love of Kayla from her childhood and also her mother's dissatisfaction with her. But what did it matter? They were related by blood.

“Mom, I would never hold a grudge. I love you more than anyone else,”

Susanna said, fighting back her tears. “When I was in the hospital, I felt angry. You hurt me deeply when I was at my lowest.”

Kayla wept silently as she held her daughter's hands.

"I understand the challenges you faced, and I know your love for me is true. We're family, and families don't hold grudges forever, right?"

Susanna cooed.

Kayla nodded vigorously. “Yes, Susanna, I love you too," She embraced Susanna tightly, finally understanding that all her aspirations and accolades from her piano career were inconsequential compared to her family.

She regretted not realizing this earlier and instead becoming overly fixated on her passion for the piano.