Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Mary had always made a wish so innocently that her daughter, in a certain corner of the world, would live as well as Natalie.

It did not matter if she was not as good as Natalie. Even a little worse, she would feel at ease if she was safe and healthy.

How dare Mary imagine what a four-year-old girl would experience and encounter after she disappeared!

Perhaps trafficked to remote mountainous areas.

Maybe sent to do hard work in the coal mines.

Maybe...

How dare she imagine!

Mary hurt every time she thought about it, and it hurt her heart. She had migraines, which cannot be cured because of it.

Every time she had a headache, she could do nothing but lie on the bed, feeling nauseous and dizzy, short of breath.

"Mrs. Wood, you are also a mother. I dare not expect you to empathize with me, but please understand me. Even if Natalie is an adopted daughter, I will protect her till the end." Mary wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Gale looked away and looked elsewhere.

Seeing Mary's tears, she was afraid she would start crying too.

warmness in

pulled her lightly, and brought her into his

about the Yarn family. Who told you? Was it Aurum?" he whispered in her

Gale nodded.

told

deeply, full

Aurum or to laugh at him

by Mary's tears. Gale, you are so soft-hearted, you

he said again, "You are not always soft-hearted. To me...you can always be as hard-hearted

share with him a

just Shawn's

raised his hand and brushed her eyes. "These people are not worth your tears, do you

Gale met his gaze.

Yarn family, then they will pay the corresponding price for every tear

but it was

she quietly looked at Shawn's eyebrows, unable to

the side, Mary watched

his wife from the bottom of his

yearned all