"You must be exhausted, right, Annie? What would you like to have for lunch? I'll get Abigail to make some for you," Michelle said dotingly while looking at Ana with a loving gaze.
"I'm fine with anything, Mom. That's enough chat for now. I'm going to rest for a moment," said Ana.
"Sure. Go ahead," said Michelle while nodding.
As she watched Ana leave, she felt a little disappointed. She wanted to talk to her children about how Connor's fans had attacked Ana and how Demi didn't give Thomas acupuncture. However, everyone headed upstairs with a long face instead.
Then, Michelle figured they were just exhausted. After all, being in a show like that would tire out a person. Michelle even noticed the red veins in Thomas and Ana's eyes.
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When they were having lunch, Thomas didn't come down. Abigail went upstairs to call him, but he said he didn't want to eat. So, Michelle went to call him herself.
"Don't worry about me, and enjoy the lunch yourself," Thomas said frustratedly in his room.
Hearing that, Michelle was speechless for a moment. Then, she asked loudly, "Thomas, did Demi upset you? Come out and tell me about it. Stop sulking in the room by yourself."
There was no response. So, she tried to persuade him again. However, there was either no answer again, or he would say in annoyance, "I don't want to eat! Are you done yet?"
Then, Michelle finally came downstairs with teary eyes.
Michelle's life had always gone the way she wanted. When she was younger, her family doted on her a lot. After she got married, Stephen treated her well as well.
All the children she had given birth to were impressive and obedient. So, none of them would yell at her like how Thomas did earlier.
The only obstacle in her life was when she realized the daughter she had raised wasn't her own. Clearly, that obstacle wasn't over yet, and she figured that Demi was the kryptonite of her life. Ever since Demi showed up, the Pitts' life had turned upside down.
Right when Michelle took a seat at the dining table, she heard the door opening. When she turned around, she noticed it was Alex coming in with his suitcase.
"Oh, you're home, Alex! Why didn't you call us in advance? We could've sent a driver to pick you up," she said while getting up happily.
"Hello, Alex," Ana greeted obediently as she stood up as well.
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