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.

children and would

big brother, Eil was quite obedient

was calm and collected by

was only a docile sweetheart when her big brother was

into

got out of the car with the lunchbox in her

saw the lunchbox and asked curiously, “Where’d you get that

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

and said, “I found Desi a new doctor. Desi seems

her? Is she reliable?” questioned

introduced her to

“That’s good.” Diana nodded.

be off to work now.”

at her grandson’s thin and slender back view before letting out

kids as his

that he would follow

hopped her way upstairs, wiggling

had

was just as calm and collected

over to him.

go to the hospital or the restaurant?” He furrowed his

fork and ordered,

compliant to anything his

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

meatball into

munched on it

tastes like Mommy’s cooking, doesn’t it?” asked Desi,

meatball that tastes slightly better than average.” Eil was not

disappointed as she insisted, “It clearly

before. How can you be

little girl was determined as she pouted, looking like she was about to

could only agree with her

down

it’s okay. Don’t

miss Mommy.” She

didn’t know what to

knew it was impossible that his mother was still

told them their mother had passed away due to dystocia when giving

stop crying. Mommy will be watching over us in heaven. We must be happy so that she won’t worry about us,

weeping. “But

investigate the person

stopped crying almost immediately. “So you think

The boy fell silent.

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