Chapter thirty two

"Mother?!" Stark yelled. 

I looked to the direction Stark did and there she was, Stark's mother. 

She was seated at the sofa at a side with one leg crossing the other. 

In her left hand she held a cane (walking stick). 

And her face was plain and without emotion. 

She wore a green gown and hung a cross around here neck. 

"Is that any way to welcome your mother into your home?" Stark's mother asked. 

"No... Mother I'm sorry about that. It's just that I didn't expect you to be back so soon." Stark said. 

"Well, now I am. And how do you plan on welcoming me?" She asked. 

Stark moved forward and expected him to hug his mother but was surprised at what he did. 

Once he was close enough, he touched her feet. 

She didn't even look like she was going to bless him or anything else but not what I just saw her do.  

Stark's mother gave an evil smi