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 their

big brother, Eil was

by nature and seldom got

only a docile sweetheart when her big brother was

she would transform into a domineering

of the car with the lunchbox in her

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

to have a taste too. It tastes like Mommy’s

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

her? Is she reliable?” questioned

introduced her

“That’s good.” Diana nodded.

off to work now.” Samuel

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

had two kids as his

he would

Desi hopped her way upstairs, wiggling

it?” asked Eil, who had charming facial features

as calm and collected as

to him.

the hospital or the

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

boy opened his mouth obediently, compliant to anything

all, his sister had poor health, so he

meatball into Eil’s

latter munched on it

doesn’t

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

insisted, “It clearly tastes

before. How can you be sure?” The

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

Mommy’s cooking.” Eil could only

down and cowered aside, tears

it’s

I miss Mommy.” She sobbed

didn’t know what

he also knew it was

away due

Mommy will be watching over us in heaven. We must be happy

little girl continued weeping. “But I want

sighed. “Why don’t we investigate the person

almost immediately. “So you

The boy fell silent.

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