Chapter: 802

But before marrying him, she had been quite capable herself. She had given up her career in order to take care of their home, and be a good wife and mother to their family.

Dorian loved her dearly, worshipped her, really. He understood all too well that her actions just now were not purely impulsive.

Yolanda had indeed gone too far.

Regina turned to Yolanda and spoke in a soft but firm voice. "I took great care in raising you to be strong and independent, not someone who would lose their head over a doomed relationship. What, are you planning to starve yourself next, just to make a point? In that case, you shall stay hungry. You won't even get a drop of water until you admit your mistake."

In the face of her mother's ire, Yolanda merely sneered. "Do you think that can threaten me? Guess what? I'm not afraid of death!"

“Let's see how long you can hold out, then," Regina said, her face and voice devoid of any emotion.

Then she called for one of their maids, Patti.

"Take Yolanda to her room, Patti. No one is allowed to see her without my permission."

Dorian couldn't help but protest. "Honey!" “One more word," Regina warned, “and you'll face the same consequences."

He knew that she was still furious. He reached out and rubbed her palm, which had turned red from the slap.

He could tell his wife didn't hold back her strength.

It meant that Yolanda must be terribly hurt, too.

Dorian felt sorry for both his wife and daughter.

"You are free to educate her as you see fit," he pointed out. "Why resort to raising your hand against her?"

Regina lowered her gaze, her heart roiling with mixed emotions.

"Are you regretting it now?" Dorian asked with a helpless sigh.

"That's right," Regina replied in that same, quiet voice. "I regret not using force to educate her sooner.”

Spare the rod and spoil the child, as the saying went. An undisciplined child was bound to make serious mistakes without proper guidance.

Once Regina calmed down, he ushered Caden to the kitchen and eagerly taught him how to make the dessert.

She wasn't naturally gifted in the culinary field, but through hard work, she had become quite skilled over time.

Caden knew of Regina's past, how she had been a force to be reckoned with in her youth. But for Dorian, she had willingly given up her accomplishments and became a devoted housewife.

“Marriage and parenthood are significant commitments, Caden, Regina said all of a sudden. “Do you think you're ready?"

Caden stared at the chopped strawberries in the bowl. “Emotions can be fleeting, Mrs. Moss. I can't promise that Alicia and I will be together forever."

Regina smiled. "Is it Alicia whom you do not trust, or is it yourself?"

"Neither."

“Living with clarity is a good thing," Regina relented. "Giving in to your emotions isn't always wise."

Caden simply hummed in agreement.

He was a quick learner, and they managed to finish in just a couple of hours.

It was already dark outside when he prepared to leave.

Despite everything that had transpired, he still bid farewell to Dorian, who refused to acknowledge him.