"Dad, is Mom mad at me?" Ophelia Wilson asked pitifully.
"How could she be?" Mason Wilson said with a chuckle, "Don't you know your mom's nature? Sophie is, after all, your mom's lifesaver, so it's natural for her to care a bit more about Sophie."
"Mhm." Ophelia Wilson nodded heavily, "It's my fault, I didn't tell mom that Sophie was here, I..."
Ophelia Wilson bit her lip guiltily, feeling upset as she picked at her food.
Mason Wilson took a glance; it was all the food Clarissa liked to eat in the morning. Seeing Ophelia Wilson's guilt, he sighed softly, "It's alright, this isn't your fault. Between mother and daughter, there's no need to calculate so much."
"Your mom is just overly grateful." Mason Wilson asked gently, "Ophelia, can you understand your mom?"
Ophelia Wilson smiled warmly, "Dad, you just said, between mother and daughter, there's no need to calculate so much. I just feel bad for making Mom unhappy. As long as Mom is happy, I'm fine with anything."
