Nora was as pale as a sheet.

She thought back to the day five years ago when she went into early labor…

She could remember very clearly that she was in a private clinic at that time. The white walls were peeling and it was very dim in the delivery room. There were only a doctor and a nurse, and they looked very unprofessional.

She laid on the cold delivery bed without even a shred of dignity.

She didn’t remember the pain of labor anymore. All she remembered was the restless little hand that peeked out of the blanket wrapped around her son when her father took him away.

It was so small… as though just the size of her finger.

She had wanted to get up and take her child back, but her belly started to act up again.

The amniotic fluid in her water bag was almost gone. If she halted the labor process, then the child who was still in her belly would suffocate to death…

Nora felt as if all the air in her chest had been sucked away and she couldn’t breathe.

She had chosen her daughter over her son!

 

Over the years, she had made countless phone calls to Henry and pleaded with him many times. However, he had never relented and told her anything. To be honest, she had vaguely already guessed as much deep down in her heart that…

Perhaps her son was already dead.

Otherwise, why would he still refuse to reveal the boy’s whereabouts after the Grays had agreed to annul the engagement? This was also the reason why she hadn’t immediately used a listening device on Henry when she returned to the States.

She was afraid of hearing a result that she didn’t want to hear.

She had ultimately still held a glimmer of hope.

She also knew very well that the reason why Cherry, a vain and pretentious little princess, had suddenly bought a lot of boys’ clothing and sometimes pretended to be a boy was actually to cheer her up and take away a bit of her pain when she missed her son.

She looked at her tearful daughter in front of her. When she heard what Pete said, she forced a smile and choked up as she said, “You don’t have to comfort me, Cherry…”

and calm since he was a baby, was crying

were filled with despair and emptiness. Tears were rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably and her smile looked so tragic. She seemed as if she was

He panicked, utterly so.

not lying! I’m Pete! I’m Peter Hunt, not Cherry! I’m not Cheryl

I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have kept it

look at me!

was wrong. I won’t do it anymore…

eyes gradually regain focus and her rationality gradually

various eccentricities during the recent period

Cherry had suddenly stopped playing

example, Cherry would occasionally speak a lot

when Cherry spoke fluent Arabic

for a moment, Nora couldn’t tell whether this

filled with

his little face raised, he said, “My younger sister and I look exactly the same,

at him. “Where’s Cherry,

 

mother would return to that state earlier,

his own little hand and the two of them went

Eight languages? She probably just learned a phrase so that she could brag to others, right? And, how dare she look down on Lena’s second-place victory? Hah, why doesn’t she try showing us

The elderly Mrs. Anderson slammed the white cane she was holding against the floor. “She’s your sister’s one and only daughter! She’s already quite the poor

run away from home and ended up being rumored to have eloped, would the Andersons’ reputation have been this terrible?! Neither would my ex-fiancé have broken off our engagement! How much ridicule did we endure

was why they were so upset with

about to console Sheena when she heard someone coming

see Nora and

Nora. Where

was very anxious, so

a soulless puppet at the moment, so she didn’t

two left the living

matter? Did Nora leave? Was it because of

expression cracked, but she nevertheless curled her lip and scoffed, “She can leave if she wants to. I’d instead show more

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