All Too Late

Chapter 309

Chapter 309 I Miss Mommy

“Do you think she’d be able to live until the age of eighteen, then?” questioned the old man.

“I can’t guarantee that. After all, she’s barely five years old now. There would be a lot of unexpected issues in the future.”

He chuckled. “Then, we should just do our best and leave the rest to fate. Samuel paid us enough money anyway.”

“Got it.” Gizem nodded, well aware that her master was someone who valued profit.

“Remember, do not have any unnecessary thoughts about Samuel. We’re only trying to earn money from him,” he reminded.

“I understand,” she answered.

“All right. I’ll let you go back to whatever you were doing.” The old man smiled and hung up.

Gizem put the phone down.

She recalled Desi. For some unknown reason, the girl gave her a familiar and amicable feeling.

Meanwhile, Samuel carried Desi into the car and went home.

On their way home, she tasted one of the meatballs and narrowed her black grape-like eyes in pleasure.

“Wow! This tastes amazing! It tastes like Mommy’s cooking!” she exclaimed.

A hint of distress flashed past Samuel’s eyes when he heard what his daughter said.

Desi lacked motherly love ever since she was young, and Samuel knew it was all his fault.

Had he known Kathleen was pregnant back then, he wouldn’t have done what he did.

“Daddy, try some,” Desi said excitedly.

“You can have it. If you like it so much, I’ll tell Dr. Zabinski to make you some next time,” replied Samuel.

“Daddy, she’s a doctor, not a maid.” The girl was speechless at her father’s words.

Daddy is too bossy!

“Anything for you, my baby girl.” He looked at her affectionately.

Desi beamed. “But I don’t want Ms. Zabinski to hate me.”

Samuel merely ruffled his daughter’s hair wordlessly.

He sent the girl to the Macari residence.

Usually, when he went to the office, he would leave the two kids at the Macari residence under his grandmother’s care.

on the two children and would fulfill their

brother, Eil was

was calm and collected by nature and seldom got

a docile sweetheart when her big

she would transform into a domineering and bossy

got out of the car with the lunchbox in

the lunchbox and asked curiously,

it to me. I want Eil to have a taste too. It tastes like Mommy’s cooking!” the

remained silent, Samuel approached and said, “I found Desi a new doctor. Desi seems to

Is

introduced her to

“That’s good.” Diana nodded.

off to work now.” Samuel turned to

thin and slender back view before

kids as his pillar of

sure that he

brought you!” Desi hopped her way upstairs, wiggling

had charming facial features that resembled

calm and collected

over to

go to the hospital or

picked a meatball up with a fork and ordered, “Stop asking. Open

opened his mouth obediently, compliant to anything his

sister had poor health, so he would do whatever floated her

stuffed the meatball

it and knitted his brows

cooking, doesn’t it?” asked

a meatball that tastes slightly better than average.” Eil was

was disappointed as she insisted, “It clearly tastes

Mommy’s cooking before. How can you be sure?” The boy looked at his

cooking!” The little girl was determined as she pouted, looking like

Mommy’s cooking.” Eil could only agree with her just to cheer her

Mommy.” Desi put the lunchbox down and cowered aside, tears

it’s

miss Mommy.” She sobbed

didn’t know what

mother too, but he also knew it was impossible that his mother

told them their mother had passed away due to dystocia

“Desi, be a good girl and stop crying. Mommy will be watching over us in heaven. We must

little girl continued weeping. “But

investigate the

stopped crying almost immediately. “So

The boy fell silent.

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