All Chapters of She Moved On and Glowed Up — Now Her Ex-Husband and Son Want Her Forgiveness: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Nora no longer held out hope for her son. Not every mother and child were destined to share a bond; maybe hers with Quinton had always been thin and fragile. It was time she accepted that.Her silence, however, only convinced Quinton that he had struck a nerve, that she was feeling guilty. His voice rose even louder.“Mom, do you think this is fair to Dad? To me? Other moms devote themselves to their husbands and children, but you? You ran off with that awful man, abandoned us both. I’m so disappointed in you!”“Quinton, how can you talk like that?” Eric finally snapped. He couldn’t bear another word. Was this really Nora’s son? He was acting like a spoiled brat.Eric wanted to explain, to reason with the boy, but Quinton wouldn’t hear it. He thrust out his hand toward Nora, chin lifted as if issuing a decree.“This is your last chance. Come home with me now and I’ll still recognize you as my mom. But if you refuse, then you’re nothing to me and I’ll make sure you regret it.”

Inside the car, Quinton pounded furiously against the window. His little face flushed red, eyes blazing with anger and defiance as his voice rang out, shrill in the cramped space.“Let me go! You’re a bad mom! I don’t want to go with you!”The cries echoed through the car, but Nora kept her eyes fixed on the road ahead. Her hands gripped the wheel tightly, her expression resolute. She drew in a deep breath and started the engine, pulling away without so much as a glance at him.In the rearview mirror, the street behind them faded, leaving her with a tangled mix of emotions. She had poured years of love into this child, every sleepless night by his side, every patient lesson, every ounce of affection. And yet here he was, full of resentment, misunderstanding, and hate. All of it seemed to have turned to nothing. For the first time, she had to question the bond between them.When they reached home, Nora yanked Quinton out of the car and dragged him inside. Like an unruly pet, she dum

She ended the call without hesitation.Travis stared at the dead line, fury rising in his chest.How had she become like this? Where was the gentle, patient woman who used to cradle their son, who used to stay up nights just to soothe his fevers?The doctor arrived quickly, gave Quinton a full check-up, and prescribed medicine. But Quinton stubbornly clamped his lips shut.“I want Mommy,” he muttered.He couldn’t accept that his mother didn’t want him anymore, that she was with another man.Travis’s jaw tightened.“Don’t throw tantrums here.”“But I want Mommy,” Quinton whispered, eyes downcast, his voice breaking. “If I behave… will she come back? No… she’s angry at me. She won’t come back…”In that moment he looked so small, so defeated like a wounded puppy.Travis smoothed a hand over his son’s head.“Enough. Take the medicine first. I’ll go get her for you.”Only then did Quinton finally swallow the bitter dose.But two hours later, when Travis called Nora, a cold auto

A six-year-old saying he would jump? There was no way Travis could ignore that.His voice came out clipped and cold. “Keep him calm. I’m on my way.”“Yes, sir.”The moment the nurse hung up, Travis’s jaw locked. Quinton wanted to see him… and Nora. Right now the first priority was finding her.Nora was at her desk, bent over her newest sketches. The sooner she finished and handed them in, the sooner she could cut all ties with Luther Corp.But then a tall shadow fell across her work.She looked up and her face hardened. It was Travis.“The designs aren’t ready yet,” she said flatly. She lowered her gaze again, dismissing him as though he weren’t even there.Travis planted both palms on her desk, his voice as sharp as ice. “Nora. Is work all you see anymore? Do you even know what’s going on with Quinton right now?”“That’s your responsibility,” she shot back without looking up. “You fought for custody. He’s your problem, not mine.”“He threatened to jump.”Her head snapped

“Nora, do you think I’m afraid of your threats? Don’t forget, we still have a child. You can’t cut ties that easily.”She gave a cold laugh. “A child? Now you remember you have one? You know exactly how you and your family treated me back then. And now, when something goes wrong, you want to dump it all on me? Do you really think that’s possible?”Travis drew in a deep breath, forcing down the fire in his chest. “This isn’t the time to argue. Quinton is waiting. If you have even a shred of a mother’s conscience, come to the hospital.”Nora was silent for a long moment. Then she unbuckled her seat belt and opened the door.“I’ll see him. But don’t mistake that for forgiving you.”Travis’s gaze followed her as she walked away, something complicated flickering in his eyes before he followed her out.The hospital smelled sharply of disinfectant, sterile and cold.At the ward door, the nurse stood wringing her hands. The moment she saw them, she hurried over.“Mr. Luther, ma’am, tha