A Moment in Destiny

He must have been unhappy all these years. He had been guilty after Lucille's illness. The years have made William hide his true nature. He was supposed to be very youthful and sunny, and a very kind man -

The Brooks family.

Liam brought Sarah back.

Joshua and Mrs. Brooks finally knew what was going on.

Sarah didn't speak, and it was Liam who kept talking.

Mrs. Brooks was in tears as she listened. She had no idea that her daughter had suffered so much. She immediately ran over and took Sarah's hand, but before she could say anything, tears welled up. "Sarah, why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you say anything when something so big happened?"

Sarah lowered her head. Because of her mother's words, she immediately burst into tears. "Mum ..."

Joshua was surprised that Sarah had given birth to a baby and that baby was missing. He was scolded by his wife and blamed himself. If he wasn't so conservative, if he wasn't usually so stern, maybe he'd have several grandchildren by now!

"Dad, I'm going to marry Sarah no matter what. And the baby missed, I'm going to call the police and track down the truth about what happened back then!" Liam said seriously to Joshua.

Liam told Joshua what had happened and then he immediately sent men from the police station to look for the doctor from the private practice in G City.

Sarah didn't say anything. She just sat on the sofa and cried.

Once he saw how sad Sarah was crying, Joshua blamed himself even more. "Sarah, don't cry. I will get the baby back! But it is not so easy to find someone when there are so many people. It takes time!"

It was a week later in the blink of an eye.

Lucille was discharged from the hospital.

Darcy was buried a week later. While sorting through her belongings, Lucille found a diary. It was Darcy's. And Lucille was dumbfounded when she saw this diary. Deep guilt welled up, and it was a deep sense of guilt. Darcy really went too far.

She could not have imagined that things would be like this.

for Liam, and, to

the diary that Darcy had left in her hands

were streaming down one by one. The soreness and guilt

to see her crying just in time. "Don't be sad. You're still

face in front of her, she suddenly felt that she was not good enough for him. Reggie was so kind,

it was all so funny. She had indirectly become a sinner. What Darcy did made her

emotion and said in a hoarse voice. She clutched his arm tightly and

heart aching with grief, Lucille sobbed. Suddenly she let go of Reggie's hand and looked at him

"Do you need a reason to like

really that good? No, right? He was just a man, and

thought of all the things she had done. She had complicated relationships with several men. It was only because of the imbalance in her heart that she blamed William, but at this

embraced Lucille and soothed her softly. "Come on, don't cry and don't think about it. When we've buried Darcy, we'll go

Will you still want to marry me? You might not have children for the rest of your life." How could she agree to go

her sadly, "Lucille, I don't

repress it. She threw herself at him, wrapped her arms tightly around Reggie's neck, and buried her cheek in his shoulder. Hot tears continued to fall from her eyes and slide

him lingered around her. She sobbed uncontrollably and wrapped her arms around

had been so selfish like that. How could a woman like her be at peace with the love he gave her? A man of his kindness

have to go to confession for the

confession for you, and for

As long as she gave up, he could be happy for the rest of his life, still have children,

Feeling his large hands behind her as he suddenly wrapped

said, "It's okay! This

was the last time she

tears. Even his neck was stained with her tears. Feeling a little embarrassed, Lucille looked up uneasily but found his eyes

funeral tomorrow. Let Darcy go in peace. Don't cry, okay?" Reggie picked her up and took a

She turned her face slightly to the side and pressed her cheek against his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. And suddenly, Lucille felt so greedy. She coveted his scent, his

of Darcy's funeral,