My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 79

Chapter 79: Buying Points Part 2
“Is she your girlfriend? She’s gorgeous. How did you win over a lady like her?” Hilda teased, attempting to lighten the mood.

Asher felt his cheeks warm, unsure how to respond.

Lucy stepped closer, her face calm and composed.

“We’re not in that kind of relationship yet,” she said, glancing at Asher before turning back to Hilda. “But I cherish your son more than anything in this world.”

He was stunned. ‘Is she confessing her feelings for me?’

Hilda’s eyes widened, and a delighted smile spread across her face. She clasped her hands together, unable to hide her excitement.

“Oh, my goodness!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with joy. Tears welled up in her eyes. “Hearing that just makes me so happy!”

For so long, she had worried that her son had sacrificed his own happiness to cover her bills, burdened by responsibilities he shouldn’t have carried alone.

But now, seeing him finally enjoying life and finding someone who cared for him, filled her with a deep sense of relief.

With a warm, reassuring touch, Lucy gently took Hilda’s hand.

“I should be the one saying that,” she said softly, her voice full of sincerity. “I’m really grateful to have him in my life.”

Hilda’s gaze lingered on Lucy, and a sense of admiration filled her chest.

Everything about the young woman seemed flawless—her gentle demeanor, her sincerity, even the way she spoke with such care.

Try as she might, she couldn’t find a single fault. It was as if Lucy had stepped right out of her dreams of the perfect wife for her son.

A contented smile spread across her face, and her heart swelled with approval.

But behind Lucy’s warm smile was a hidden motive. She was carefully earning good points with her future mother-in-law. Learning that showing love and respect for family was important to winning his heart, she was determined to play the part of perfect daughter-in-law.

It was working better than she’d expected. Asher’s expression softened, and for the first time in a long while, he allowed himself to feel something he rarely did—genuine happiness.

Suddenly, Hilda pulled Lucy into a tight hug. The gesture caught her off guard, but she quickly softened and returned it.

Asher stood there, watching, his heart melting at the sight.

He scratched his nose awkwardly, feeling a rush of emotions. He was falling for Lucy, bit by bit.

Who could blame him? Sure, she could be impulsive and moody, but moments like these made her irresistible.

Lucy met his eyes, and they shared a moment.

Seizing the moment, a soft glow appeared around Lucy’s hands. It brightened steadily, forming a circle above Hilda’s back.

The patterns shifted, pulsing with energy.

Hilda, still hugging Lucy, didn’t notice at first. Slowly, the pain she had grown used to began to fade. A comforting warmth spread through her, like a gentle wind slowly blowing away her pain.

When the glow faded, Hilda pulled away, her expression surprised.

“I don’t know why, but I feel really good,” she said, her voice light with surprise.

She stretched her hand and back, amazed as the joint pains from her old age seemed to vanish.

“Maybe it’s because I know my son is in good hands,” she turned to Lucy. “Please, keep loving him.”

“I will,” Lucy replied without hesitation. “I promise to love him forever, if he allows me,” she added, her voice soft but firm.

The two women turned to Asher, waiting for his response.

He hesitated, wanting to be certain and understand his feelings before committing.

As he glanced at his mother’s eager face and then at Lucy, he realized he couldn’t avoid answering without making things awkward.

‘I had never seen my mother so excited and full of energy before, and staying silent because I’m an indecisive person just felt wrong.’

He took a steadying breath, and met Lucy’s gaze with a soft smile.

Giving a small nod, he uttered, “I feel the same.”

Lucy’s cheeks flushed pink. She hadn’t expected him to say it so soon.

Her fingers nervously brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, trying to hide the warmth on her face.

“I didn’t think you’d say that,” she admitted softly.

“I’m really happy you did,” she said, her smile bright and her eyes sparkling.

The moment felt almost like a dream, and she couldn’t help but feel giddy inside. It wasn’t just what he said, but that he meant it from her point of view

Asher scratched his nose, feeling uneasy. It seemed like Lucy might just kiss him right in front of his mother if he didn’t act soon.

Wanting to avoid any further display of affection, he quickly grabbed the basket he had set down earlier. It was filled with fresh fruit.

He quickly peeled an apple and sliced it, then handed a piece to his mother. It gave him something to do, a way to redirect the topic.

As they continued talking, the mood lightened, and the laughter that followed filled the room.

Hilda asked how they had met, and it was a good thing that Lucy was excellent at spinning stories.

But not just any stories—she had a way of telling them that made them feel more like drama than real events.

Every detail was laced with cliches, and the more she spoke, the more dramatic it sounded.

‘I saved her life? Isn’t it the other way around?’ he repeated, overhearing Lucy’s version of events.

She told Hilda how a group of perverted thugs had almost taken advantage of her, and how he swooped in and saved her by beating them to a pulp.

Then she continued, describing how she fell for him at first sight because of how kind and gentle he was.

Even after saving her, he had gently put a band aid in her knee when, showing such care and tenderness that it stole her heart.

They moved from one topic to the next, sharing stories and opening up about more personal experiences. It felt like they were a real family, even though their time together had been brief.

When it was time to leave, they stood up, still smiling, feeling content.

Hilda gave them both one last hug, squeezing Asher tightly, pride and love shining in her eyes.

“Take care of each other,” she said softly, her voice full of motherly warmth.

Lucy and Asher waved their hands before walking out of the door.

In the lobby, an awkward silence hung between them. She wasn’t sure how to act now that their feelings were out in the open.

He noticed her discomfort and felt guilty. Reaching out, he took her hand, gently squeezing it in reassurance.

“I might not be good at this,” he whispered, “but I’ll do my best to be more considerate.”

Lucy smiled back, her heart lightened by his words. She tightened her grip on his hand, matching his resolve.

“You don’t have to try too hard. The reason I fell for you is because you’re like that to begin with. Besides, I love teasing you all the time, so it works out perfectly.”

Asher just smiled back. He wasn’t the talking type, after all.

Side by side, they walked out of the hospital. To others watching, they looked like a perfect match—rich, attractive, and powerful.

No one would expect that these two would one day turn the whole world upside down.