After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 847

Chapter 847

Mrs. Wright slowly opened her tired eyes and weakly looked at Brayden, "Sylvia... Sylvia... Monica, Monica..."

Her gaze had almost no focus, and she reached out with limp hands to tightly grasp Brayden's hand. She murmured softly, "Monica... you're Monica's..." "My Monica..."

Brayden was startled, "Mom, mom what's wrong? Who is your Monica?"

His heart suddenly tightened. Could it be that his mom had some romantic history before? Did she have a child out of wedlock? Or did he not know that his mom had another child before him? Maybe it was an older sister who died young.

Countless terrible and tragic thoughts flashed through Brayden's mind.

He couldn't help but imagine dozens of episodes of melodramatic TV dramas.

He even started to feel a little relieved that dad wasn't here ... if there really was some secret burden on Mom's shoulders, Dad would be so sad after being in love with Mom for a lifetime ... Fortunately it was him who heard this and not Dad.

Just as he let out a sigh of relief and his heart hadn't fully calmed down yet - what did he hear next?

"Monica, I miss you so much."

Jenna also froze, "Godmother, who is Monica?"

Mrs. Wright gradually regained consciousness while feeling dizzy. She stared at the ceiling above her head for quite some time before finally recovering herself.

She felt sore all over her body and her stomach churned uncomfortably; the discomfort almost made her nauseous but she held back.

Her headache throbbed painfully as she lifted up her heavy arm to gently press on the spot between her eyebrows.

Seeing Mrs. Wright's painful expression, Brayden quickly reached over to help massage the spot between her eyebrows, "Mom, do you have a headache?"

"Mmm..." Mrs. Wright sighed comfortably,"My whole body feels uncomfortable."

Hearing Mrs. Wright's response, Brayden confirmed that his mother was truly awake now. He cautiously glanced at her, "Mom, you were calling out for someone named Monica earlier. What happened?" "Monica..." Mrs. Wright's heart clenched painfully; the sensation surged through like a tornado once again. "She used to be my best friend."

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and tears slowly slid down from them into strands of hair along the sides of face.

you want to see her, I can help you

face like broken beads. "It's too late... I'm so bad

She remembered everything now.

remembered the beautiful memories, and the moment when Monica died

She was so young and full of life -

Wright sobbed softly,

stunned after hearing what she

Mother's friend?

Dead?

turned out that it wasn't just his imagination running

bringing up unpleasant past memories

tears. "Godmother, your main priority is to get better soon! If Monica has an afterlife in

hand with all of her strength. "Jenna, you're right! You're absolutely right! I need to get better

burst into tears again

remembering having had a good friend but forgetting everything else about them for many years? She tried hard but every time ended up with a headache when attempting to recall those

Mrs. Wright under the covers.

about death," Brayden hugged Jenna tighter. "Promise me one thing though, Jenna, no matter what happens, don't leave me, okay?" "Definitely!" Jenna narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled innocently. "How could I bear to leave

of them didn't dare to speak too loudly, afraid of waking

eyes and fell asleep in the man's

blanket before sitting next to her, closing his eyes while admiring her

The next day.

were falling from the sky as Sylvia brewed some

the snow outside. "We should also prepare for New Year soon. When Grandpa was still

to make dumplings together at their old home with Sylvia making the filling by hand while Grandpa

he was thinking just by looking at him so she said, "If you want dumplings tonight, then I'll make some for you. I

softened as he gazed deeply

reach out and

room after parking their car outside, Brayden and Jenna were nowhere in sight while Mrs. Wright seemed like she had just woken up from sleep but was struggling to sit up on her own due

food containers in hand before helping Mrs. Wright sit

Sylvia's hands supporting herself

Sylvia who seemed unfamiliar

narrow gaze scrutinized every inch of Sylvia's face carefully as if seeing it for the first time ever. The way she looked was especially strange since it seemed like she had

reaction made Sylvia feel uneasy inside. Is this because toxins have invaded her brain?

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