Facade of Love

Chapter 95 The Consequence of Being Love–Struck

As we spoke of my father, my mother’s tears began to overflow.

This plan was put in place out of complete helplessness at the time, and I knew they had been particularly looking forward to this child.

Taking a deep breath, I said to my mother, “Mom, I know I was wrong, but I had no other choice under those circumstances. I’m sorry. I didn’t expect that the child in Moore’s womb wasn’t Idris‘. Madam Young probably didn’t anticipate it either, or she wouldn’t have immediately sent you to the Youngs‘ Old Manor to take Moore away after finding out.”

“Ahh!” my mother sighed. “What is this? I shouldn’t have adopted Moore in the first place. Then these things wouldn’t have happened.”

I didn’t respond but asked my mother, “Mom, what did you say to Moore in the room last night?”

With a sigh, my mother said, “I originally planned to give her some money to stop bothering Idris, to find a place to have her child and live her life. But she refused, saying she loved Idris and he loved her too. Even if the child isn’t Idris‘, he would take care of her for life. She insisted on competing with you, accusing me of favoritism. She said we raised her without real love, always thinking of you, never of her, and that she hates us.”

became increasingly helpless and sighed deeply. “I can admit to that since she’s not my biological child, after all. I adopted her out of pity, fearing she’d freeze or starve outside. Over the years, we never deprived her of food or money, but I never thought she’d harbor such hatred toward us. She even said she would be the ultimate winner when it came to Idris. What kind of situation is

pursed my l*ps. Moore’s feelings toward my parents were hard for me to judge. It was inevitable to have preferences, especially since

had no words for

I said to my mother, “Mom, I have my own thoughts about my situation

sighed, helplessly asking, “Then, about you not being

mind in a whirl. After sipping my juice a

and left. Honestly, I had not

next.

to hesitate. After all, he was the one I loved. Who would not want to grow old with the

about me. I went with Maxwell to the funeral home

funeral parlor.

I learned that Sophia’s family had not come and they just asked the funeral home to cremate her and scatter her ashes