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.

a warmness in

hand, pulled her lightly, and brought

much about the Yarn family. Who told you? Was it Aurum?" he

Gale nodded.

even told

laughed deeply, full of

not know whether to mock Aurum or to laugh at him for living

don't have to be moved by Mary's tears. Gale, you are so

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

great if she could share with him a little bit of her tenderness and

was just Shawn's wishful

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

Gale met his gaze.

continued, "If you cry for the Yarn family, then they will pay the corresponding price for every tear

it was mixed with

quietly looked

side, Mary watched this

his wife from the

yearned all night