My Mommy’s Brave Heart

Chapter 1273

This was the hardest secret for Everett to bring out. Those days were the most difficult days for him.

Ninian held his hands tightly. She understood that this was the first time Everett was opening up about
his

trauma.

“You can tell me.” She said gently, “It’s suffocating to keep the pain to yourself.”

‘Pain?

‘I’ve never thought of it that way.

‘As a child, before I could create any good memories in the Craig family, I was kidnapped by Rowan.
He was a madman and was sent to the remote countryside.

‘My mother, Janet, was devastated after losing me. As for my father, Anthony, he looked for me
everywhere, assuming I was kidnapped by the enemy.

‘Rowan added fuel to the fire and alienated my parents feelings for each other. He even made her hate
my cruel father, who was the head of the family at that time.

she could get me back with a huge ransom alone. She was not allowed to tell anyone about this, including my father. My mother had no

compromise to prevent the “kidnapper” from

some traces before she left. Soon, my father found them and instantly guessed the truth behind

possibilities of why the kidnapper kidnapped me. It turns out this was not

her. He then destroyed the clues she left behind, and misled my father, making him assume that she had run away and wanted to cut ties with him because

after a decade, my father searched everywhere, but he still could not find my missing mother. As for Rowan,

of us lived in seclusion in a remote town. My mother and I had no chance of escaping. We could only

my mother endured the

episodes, my mother never told me the truth because she was afraid that I would accidentally enrage

always respected and admired him as my

whenever my mother was around,

him. Rowan once again went mad and abused him in every way. He even tried to strangle me

my mother. I secretly followed after Rowan when he went out, and that was

out the truth.

everything that had happened over

the truth, he abducted Rowan and took me with him to find my mother, the Lady

my father, tears

fruit knife that she had prepared and plunged it