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Chapter 1183: Chapter 1181: It’s Not Your Fault for Being an Illegitimate Child Chapter 1183: Chapter 1181: It’s Not Your Fault for Being an Illegitimate Child Caleb Mamet had completely forgotten why he met Xaviera Evans in the first place, and why they became fellow disciples. It seemed as if neither of them had ever brought up the past, as if they had mutually forgotten it.

Before he had a chance to react, the scene in his dream suddenly changed. He saw a teenage girl with pigtails, wearing bib overalls, carrying a heavy backpack with a laptop inside, along with some parts she had gotten from Meredith. The backpack was heavy, but the moment she saw him, she quickly ran towards him.

Just when Black Tide was about to reach him, she suddenly stumbled and looked at him, her eyes red and watery, “Senior fellow, I nearly fell! Come help me!”

Mortimer remembered her actions just now. Clearly, they were overplayed, but she looked so adorable. He didn’t expose Black Tide’s trick, but instead, quickly moved to her side, helped her up, and took her backpack onto his own shoulders.

He was carrying a pink backpack, which didn’t seem strange at all. They stood together so well-matched that the passers-by couldn’t help but glance a second time and sigh at their youthful vitality.

But at this moment, Caleb felt like a soul without a body, standing at a distance, watching this scene. He had never seen Xaviera as a young girl before, but in his dream, he seemed to be very familiar with her.

Xaviera of those times had already liked to act weak, deliberately pretending to stumble to evoke sympathy. Just like now, he did not expose her, his gaze filled with a hint of indulgence.

Was this scene real, or was it his imagination?

The young girl and the slightly gloomy man walked side by side in silence. After a while, Mortimer finally spoke, “Did you hear everything they said?”

Black Tide did not hide anything and honestly replied, “Yes, I know!”

Mortimer’s face darkened, and it seemed like a black fog was emitting from his body.

Caleb did not know what had occurred before, but just by looking at Mortimer’s expression, he could guess. Only that incident could make him feel so embarrassed, being the illegitimate child who had endured the malice of everyone.

At that time, he had already turned twenty, had established the Mamet Corporation, and had completely taken control of the Mamet family. But his heart, which was full of scars, had also become colder. He no longer cared about the rumors outside, but he was afraid that Black Tide would find out.

At the age of twenty, Mortimer had already opened his heart, silently adoring Black Tide. This meant that he really cared about Black Tide and that’s why he didn’t want her to know about his disgraceful identity and past.

The next moment, Mortimer gave a cold smirk, his eyes showing a hint of alienation, “That’s right, I am an illegitimate child, hated by everyone, so it’s not surprising if you also despise me.”

Black Tide widened her eyes and shook her head, “I don’t hate you, senior fellow! I wouldn’t mock you just because you’re an illegitimate child, and being an illegitimate child is not your fault. You cannot deny all your efforts and contributions just because of your identity!”

Mortimer’s pupils suddenly contracted, and Caleb, who was floating in the air, also changed his expression, his heart filled with bitterness.

Half a year ago, when he married Xaviera, she didn’t even know that he was Mortimer. And later, when Jenny Green and Vita Coriell created a ruckus at home, he asked Xaviera the same question. Her answer then was the same as now.

Caleb became even more confused. Why was he having this dream? Was this really a dream, or something that had actually happened?

At that moment in the dream, Mortimer, after hearing Xaviera’s words, stood still, his eyes filled with shock and confusion. Since he was born, everyone had despised him. The Drew family wouldn’t accept him, the Mamet family wished he was dead. He was a bastard child, but no one had ever said that being an illegitimate child was not his fault.

At that moment, it seemed as if Black Tide was radiating light, filling his dark heart with warmth, melting his cold and scarred heart.

His lips were tightly pressed, and his body was slightly trembling. This was the first time he felt warmth. Even if he had felt kindness before, it had been fleeting, as if it were a temporary offering from the heavens. But now, he truly felt the warmth, as if he was basking under the midday sun, warm all over.

Black Tide did not pay any attention to this small kind action. In her eyes, her senior fellow was nice to her, so she did not care about his identity and she did not care what he looked like in the eyes of others.

The two sat on a bench and talked with each other. To Caleb’s astonishment, he saw a smile on the face of twenty-year-old Mortimer, so unfamiliar. Was this really just a dream?