Divorce Anxiety

Divorce Anxiety 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.

two children and

Eil was

and collected by nature

only a docile sweetheart when her

into a

the car with the lunchbox in her

asked curiously, “Where’d you

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

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

her? Is she reliable?”

introduced her to

“That’s good.” Diana nodded.

work

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

kids as his

Diana was sure that he would follow in

you!” Desi hopped her way upstairs, wiggling her tiny body

had charming facial features that

calm and collected

over to him.

hospital or the

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

mouth obediently, compliant to anything his baby sister

his sister had poor health, so he

meatball into Eil’s

latter munched on it and knitted

like Mommy’s cooking, doesn’t it?”

that tastes slightly better than average.”

as she insisted, “It clearly

cooking before. How can you be sure?” The boy

Mommy’s cooking!” The little girl was determined as she pouted, looking like she was about to burst into

only agree with

lunchbox down and cowered aside, tears

it’s okay.

Mommy.” She

know what to do

also knew it was impossible

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

“Desi, be a good girl and stop crying. Mommy will be watching over us in heaven. We must be happy so that she won’t worry

weeping. “But I

don’t we investigate the

“So you

The boy fell silent.

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