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.

children and would fulfill

brother, Eil was quite

and collected by nature and seldom

sweetheart when her big brother was

him, she would transform into a domineering and

got out of the car with the

asked curiously, “Where’d

me. I want Eil to have a taste too. It tastes like Mommy’s

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

Is she

introduced her

“That’s good.” Diana nodded.

be off to work now.” Samuel turned

and slender back view before

kids as his pillar

sure that he would follow

I’ve brought you!” Desi hopped her

who had charming facial features that resembled

just as calm and collected as Samuel’s

to him. “Tasty

the hospital or the restaurant?”

with a fork and ordered, “Stop asking.

opened his mouth obediently, compliant to

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

the meatball into

latter munched on it and knitted

Mommy’s cooking, doesn’t it?”

just a meatball that tastes slightly

she insisted, “It clearly tastes like

How can you be sure?” The boy looked at his sister

don’t care! It’s Mommy’s cooking!” The little girl was determined as she pouted, looking like she was about to burst into

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

lunchbox down and cowered aside, tears welling

panicked. “Desi, it’s

Mommy.”

boy didn’t know what to do

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

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

girl and stop crying. Mommy will be watching over us in heaven. We

weeping. “But I want

don’t we investigate the person who made these

stopped crying almost immediately. “So you think Mommy’s alive

The boy fell silent.

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