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 crying?" Jenna looked at Mrs. Wright's haggard and weak face with concern. "If you want to see

down her face like

She remembered everything now.

memories, and the moment when Monica died - it made her heart ache almost

of life - how could she

sobbed softly, more heart-wrenching

stunned after hearing what she

Mother's friend?

Dead?

his imagination running

heavy-hearted about bringing up unpleasant

is to get better soon! If Monica has an afterlife in heaven, she would definitely want you to recover quickly too! When you're feeling better, we'll go

strength. "Jenna, you're right! You're absolutely right! I need to get better quickly

into tears again

must she be if only remembering having had a good friend but forgetting everything else about them for many years? She tried hard but

until finally falling asleep in exhaustion while Jenna tucked in Mrs. Wright under the covers. Snuggling into Brayden's arms, Jenna rested her head on his chest. "Godmother must be very

do 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

speak

unknowingly closed her eyes and

on the sofa and covered her with a thin blanket before sitting

The next day.

in the morning, snowflakes were falling from the sky as Sylvia brewed some soup

sat beside her, looking at the snow outside. "We should also prepare for New Year soon. When Grandpa was still alive, we always had

his eyes as he thought about how they used to make dumplings together at their old home with Sylvia making the filling by hand while Grandpa helped

at him so she said, "If you want dumplings tonight, then I'll make some for

softened as he gazed deeply into

but reach out and hold onto her hand tightly while

Mrs. Wright seemed like she had just woken up from sleep but was struggling to sit up on

containers in hand before helping Mrs. Wright sit upright using both hands." Sister-in-law, how are you

hands supporting herself which made her body

looked towards Sylvia who seemed unfamiliar yet familiar

for the first time ever. The way she looked was especially

strange reaction made Sylvia feel uneasy inside. Is this because toxins

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