Joaquin stopped what he was doing and said firmly, “After apologizing to Aitana, Mom and Dad will return to our hometown. If you need follow-up checkups, I’ll take you to another hospital. After that, we’ll go back.”
He didn’t dare let his mother stay in the city any longer. He was afraid she would cause more trouble.
“Joaquin,” Mrs. Legare said, “Mom has already agreed to apologize. Can’t we stay a few more days? I promise I won’t bother Aitana again. I know I was unreasonable today—I just didn’t think it through. I only wanted to vent your anger.”
“Mom,” Joaquin said sternly, “I wasn’t wronged. This has nothing to do with Aitana. I’m not a child anymore. I can handle my own affairs. I don’t need you to fight battles for me.”
If he truly let his mother interfere in his life, his future would be completely ruined.
Mrs. Legare wiped away her tears. “Joaquin, I know I was wrong. I really do. Please don’t send your parents back so soon, okay? Let us stay a few more days, then we’ll leave.”
Joaquin remained resolute. “No. I’ll book high-speed rail tickets right now. There are no tickets today, so I’ll book them for tomorrow. I’ll take you back tomorrow.”