Chapter 3

Jenna’s sudden agility was startling-didn’t she say she couldn’t stand up because of her injuries?

Realizing her mistake, Jenna collapsed onto the sofa, clutching at her legs with exaggerated distress.

“Ah, my legs! They hurt so much!”

Jeffry’s response was not of anger but of a guilt directed towards Madisyn.

““Madisyn, please understand, Jenna is still very young.

Don’t hold this against her…”

Madisyn had heard this excuse too many times.

“Of course, I wouldn’t retaliate if a dog bit me.

After all, it picks up such behavior from its owners, right?”

With a final sneer that cut through the tense air, Madisyn shouldered her modest bag and strode towards the door, her steps resolute and unwavering.

She did not look back at the family she was leaving behind.

The trio she left in her wake seethed in fury.

Outside, the driver waited, oblivious to the turmoil that had unfolded within the walls of the Chapman family’s house.

Since Jenna’s return, respect for Madisyn from the household staff had waned significantly-even the driver withheld the customary greeting as she approached.

Ignoring his presence, Madisyn strode past him, her posture straight with resolve.

The driver, catching up to her with a hint of urgency in his steps, called out, ““Madisyn, I have been told to drive you to your destination.

Madisyn halted, turning slightly to deliver her response, her tone icy, “No need.

From this moment, I want nothing to do with the Chapman family.

With those final w

rds, she hailed a cab and told the driver the address Jeffry had previously sent to her phone.

The destination was a humble, rundown village, far from the opulence she had known.

home, the air filled

inside, she saw

man in a clean, elegant suit, surrounded by bodyguards, stood in front of

the man

towards her, arms

you’re really alive!” The tall, imposing man’s voice broke

Madisyn stood bewildered.

why was he acting

the teary gazes of the peasant

confusion,

“Mom, Dad, what’s happening?”

farmer sighed heavily, his voice

are not your real

the Chapmans, but you…

Our baby was stillborn.

paused, motioning towards

man is your real

flickered to the stranger, noting the undeniable similarities in their

document from his briefcase, his hand trembling

at the hospital, something about you struck me, though I dismissed

with their real daughter, I had to know if perhaps, there had been a

confirms my suspicions—-you are

the undeniable

even without it, their similar features

a silence

this new twist in her already complex narrative,

lot to

this is the

night you were born, there was

negligence, three families

mistakenly given to us,

devastated, thinking we had lost you,”

idea how much this

anxiously at the hotel, hoping to

sincerity, Madisyn nodded slowly, her gaze shifting back

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