Begging For A Reconciliation

When Jane saw how accommodating and unspoiled Leah was, she could not help feeling even more tender and affectionate toward her. She took a card out of her purse. “There’s still some credit on this card. Go ahead and use it for whatever you want; if it’s not enough, let me or your father know.”

Leah could not help feeling moved by this gesture. She replied with genuine gratitude, “I’ve got more than enough money. I’ve still got credit on the card you gave me last time.”

“Spend the money if you have to, don’t scrimp on things, alright?” Jane advised, smiling. “I’ve noticed that you’ve not been looking very well lately. If you have time, go for a health checkup at the hospital. Also, if anything happens or anyone tries to bully you, you must tell me…”

“Yes, I will.” Tears welled up in Leah’s eyes. She had never experienced a feeling of belonging like this before. She had a home to return to, a family who was concerned about her, and people who were willing to stand up for her and protect her.

She had experienced none of these things when she had been in the care of her previous adoptive father, Charlie.

Forget about the past now, Leah told herself. From now on, she would make her home with the White family and live a peaceful, happy life with them as Ms. Sarah White.

…

Gordon retrieved a photograph from a folder and placed it on the table. “Do you still remember this girl?” He asked Dr. Fenton.

Dr. Fenton picked up the photograph and stared at the image of Sasha. Frowning, he pondered for a while. “I seem to recall her. Isn’t this the little girl whose face was severely damaged? I attended to her, didn’t I? That’s right, I did. It’s definitely her. It’s been ten years since then, though.” The elderly doctor gave a long sigh, then looked up shrewdly at Gordon and asked, “I remember that she was adopted by a couple, but I don’t know how she’s doing now. Why are you asking me about this?”

“My wife and I were the ones who adopted her,” Gordon explained. “However, we’ve discovered that we might have adopted the wrong girl by mistake. I suspect that there was someone manipulating things behind the scenes, so I’ve come to see you to clear up a few things.”

“What do you want to know?”

brought her to

to Gordon in silence, staring at the photograph. He put on a pair of glasses and thought long and hard, his brow deeply

he suddenly cracked a smile. “Now I remember. She was brought to

he

a soft hiss, his brow creasing even more. “That, I don’t really recall. Oh, yes! That’s right, I remember now. He had a scar on his

chin. Furthermore, he was an affable man who had not fallen

do you still have the DNA report for the paternity test you conducted on her?” Gordon

gaze clouding over. As he spoke, he got to his feet. “However, you’re in luck. I didn’t throw away the reports of the examinations I made back then. They’re all in

file, his hands trembling

from Dr. Fenton and opened it. When he saw the contents, his brow immediately knitted

him. An unpleasant idea was slowly taking shape in his mind. Sasha’s DNA report was indeed inside the folder! However, it was completely different from the one that the orphanage director had given to

report and Sasha’s blood type indicated that they were not related at all. If they had received this report ten

could not possibly have taken the wrong report, after all. There was only one way this could

switched the

If this was the case, then

turned to Dr.

you. When the orphanage caught fire ten years ago, these reports would have all been destroyed if I hadn’t

wanted to use the fire to cover their tracks. However, it

Dr. Fenton, then hurried home, taking the

fit of anxiety, he called Leah. As soon as she answered the call, she asked immediately, “Dad? Where