Mr. Bates sank in his seat because of the awkward situation he was put in. While considering his answer, he thought of many things. He let out a long sigh. "There have been many misunderstandings between Mr. Yates and his mother over the years. Their relationship has always been complicated. They are both competitive individuals and could never reach an agreement on anything."
Edie swallowed hard before she spoke. "Are they still like that even after all of these years?"
"They are a lot alike. They both have a hard time expressing their emotions and feelings. But they have done a lot for each other, but always in secret and neither one of them knows about it. The contradictions and the quarreling became more fierce, and their relationship became more like business partners. They are only talking to one another when needed. Mr. Bates stopped and took a deep breath. "I guess you would call me the middle man. Iām the one who relays the messages back and forth. Iāve tried my best to get them to see eye to eye, but theyāre both too stubborn."
"Iāve always had this picture in my mind of what Stuartās mother is like. Sheās a beautiful, dignified lady with an innate sense of good taste. Her speech and manner are decidedly demure." Edie shivered while she spoke. With her voice trembling a little, she continued, "My mother-in-law seems like an intimidating woman! Iām afraid to meet her."
Mr. Bates was at a loss for words. "Yes, sheās extremely dignified! Mrs. Yates tried to take charge of Stuartās life in all situations, and she would fight any obstacle that came her way, even welcoming the battle." He paused. āI donāt dare tell Edie how intimidating Mrs. Yates can be. Sheās already frightened enough to meet her,ā Mr. Bates thought.
"I see..." Edie said.
Mr. Bates could hear a note of nervousness in Edieās voice. He coughed and said, "Thereās no need to worry. Mrs. Yates will love you! Whatās not to love about you? Youāre beautiful, kind, and giving, youāre an amazing woman."
Edie knew that Mr. Bates was only trying to put her mind at ease. "Thereās one thing for sure. Mrs. Yates has never had an average woman like me in her life before." She laughed to hide her embarrassment. "I didnāt come from a wealthy background, and there are many women in the world like me, but Stuart found me and fell in love with me."
There was a smile on Mr. Bateās face. "You and Mr. Yates were met to be together in this life."
Edie looked out the window and remembered how complicated things were when Stuart and her first met. "It is said that the daughter-in-law should respect the mother-in-law knowing that she may have gone through a lot of hardship with her son, but what if Mrs. Yates doesnāt respect me and hates me?" Edie thought about one of the TV series she watched. It was about a mother who tried to break up her sonās marriage. She started shaking and mumbled, "Could I possibly be so unlucky?"
"You worry too much! Sheāll love you," Mr. Bates said, trying to reassure her again.
It didnāt matter how much Mr. Bates tried to comfort her; Edie had a bad feeling. She felt anxious and fearful. Finally, arriving at the Villa, she stepped forward to open the door, and it swung open. "Stuart," Edie gasped.
"Sorry for startling you. I wanted to surprise you when you got home, so I didnāt go to work today," Stuart explained.
Edie rushed over and hugged him tightly. "Iāve missed you!" She buried her face in his chest, and his arms enfolded her. The second she saw him, it was as though all her troubles disappeared.
Stuartās heart softened at her touch, and he pulled her closer. He touched her hair and stroked her cheek. "Iāve missed you too," he said, his voice sounding extremely soft. "Are you tired?"
Edie nodded and said, "A little."
Stuart picks her up. "Iām taking you to the bedroom to get some rest."
Edie shook her head. "Put me down! Iām perfectly capable of taking myself," she says with a giggle.
"Now that youāre home, Iām going to take care of you," Stuart smiles and gently kisses her cheek.
His words were sweet and comforting. Stuart took Edie to the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed. "Iām going to make you something to eat. I want you to rest, and Iāll wake you up when Iām finished," he whispered in her ear.
Ever since Edie praised Stuartās cooking ability, he became more passionate about it. He was jumping at any opportunity he could to cook for her. Edie grabbed his sleeve. Her eyes widened, then she blinked, "Would you stay with me for a while?"
Stuart looked down into her sparkling eyes. "You look exhausted!" he said. Stuart laid down beside her and held her in his arms.
"Stuart, whatās your mother like? Iām afraid sheās not going to like me!" Edie said, trying to sound calm.
Stuart immediately became tense. "I love you, and thatās all that matters. It doesnāt matter what she thinks of you."
"Itās important to me that she likes me. Sheās your mother and my mother-in-law. I want her blessings, donāt you?" Edie took a deep breath and sighed. "Your mother may be upset with us after all, and weāve never visited her. Whatās she like? Is she like you?" There was so much she wanted to know. Question after question, Edie wanted answers.
Like pictures in a digital photo frame, snapshots of his childhood flashed through his mind. āMy mother! What kind of woman is she?ā Stuart wondered. All the pain from his childhood came flooding back. He buried his face deeper into her shoulder.
Feeling confused, Edie asked, "Whatās wrong?"
Stuart whispers in her ear. "Nothing! I just want to hold you." And he closes his eyes. He felt his heart trying to explode out of his chest, and he tried to take a breath, but it was in vain. He saw nothing but darkness and felt an eerie silence surrounding him.
Edie could feel him tense up and whispered in his ear. "Stuart, Is everything okay?"
An overwhelming feeling of loss and sadness seemed to surround him. Stuartās emotions took over, and his feelings of sadness intensified. "I canāt explain what Iām feeling. Sad, frightened, scared. Itās like all in one," he tried to explain.
Edie had never seen this side of Stuart. He was powerful and always in control, and now it was as though he had no control. Then she recalled what Mr. Bates had told her. "Stuart, what happened between you and your mother? Youāre very strong, but you can also be so cold. Is it because of your mother?"