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.”

freeze or starve outside. Over the years, we never deprived her of food or money, but I

Moore’s feelings toward my parents were hard for me to judge. It was inevitable to have preferences,

words for her resentment.

some juice, I said to my mother, “Mom, I have my

asking, “Then, about you not being pregnant, what are you going to do next?”

mind in a whirl. After

left. Honestly, I had not

next.

hesitate. After all, he was the one I loved. Who would not want

worrying about me.

the funeral parlor.

that Sophia’s family had not come