"You can't pick up the phone the way you are now." Allison did not need to look to guess who was calling.

Bianca lowered her head as her tears continued to flow out.

"Come on, wipe your tears and follow me." Allison could not say anything comforting. She took out tissues and handed them to Bianca as if it was the best thing she could do.

Bianca rejected the two tissues Allison was giving her. She took another deep breath, wiped the tears from her face, and walked into the hospital.

A sad person who kept crying while they walked in the hospital would attract a lot

of people's attention, but they would not stare because sad people were aplenty in a place like that.

The elevators in the hospital were not busy in the afternoon.

Soon, Bianca arrived at the floor where her dad was hospitalized.

"I need to go to the bathroom."

She knew she had to take into account her dad's feelings and not let him see her embarrassed and sad.

Allison stood silently at the bathroom door, waiting.

Bianca went in, washed her face with cold water, then looked at her crying red- eyed self in the mirror with a dull expression. Her brows were slightly furrowed. She was unable to relax.

When Bianca came out, Allison reminded her. "If you don't want your father's condition to get worse, you have to be a little happier."

Bianca looked up at that woman. She was really tempted to ask, 'Please, tell me, how am I supposed to be happier?'

Bianca walked past Allison and went to the ward.

The nurse saw the patient's daughter coming and went out.

When Kevin saw his daughter, he looked very happy, but when he saw Allison behind his daughter, his whole face fell.

"Dad," Bianca called out.

Kevin's expression as he stared at Allison seemed to hold one truth. It was indeed a look of a man's hatred for his ex-wife.

The truth was, Bianca understood that if Allison dared to tell her that, it meant that the matter was probably a n unchangeable fact.

of my life, but by chance, I met Bea. Bea is very sensible and I like her very much. I was even more excited when

over and put her arms around Bianca's shoulders, giving a fake smile. "I didn't expect my daughter to have grown so much. Since we've met, I suppose it's just the fate of our mother-daughter bond. Since you're not well now and the old man was just driven back from Japan, Bea is too burdened. I think that

break away from Allison, fearing that Dad would see the

and forth

her daughter puzzled him deeply. However, if his daughter did not object, that matter was his daughter's business. As her

two have a chat. I'll go out and wait." Allison's hand that she had put around Bianca patted

the wrong

left in the ward, Kevin hesitated for a while before speaking weakly, "Bea, come here, I want to ask you something..." "Dad, don't say anything." Bianca did not want to be forced to recall the pain of

through her dad's

all she wanted to

biological mother was was important

was not about acknowledging her

first. I'll keep quiet." Kevin did not understand what was happening. He even thought that his daughter was stunned for a while because she could not accept the truth of being

and remained

your choice to choose

acknowledge this mother

I'm no longer in this world, at least you'll still have a relative here with you." Kevin did not hold back

daughter was able to see

her eyes, and asked, "Back then, the neighbors said that my mother gave birth to me and went off

time, she finally

mess that was her

a look that showed he knew

was with me back then, she wasn't

had been hurt by others before and gave birth

did not take

learned that the man who hurt your mother was a rich and powerful businessman. Your

that an illegitimate child

also worried that your mother would return

end, Kevin

was obvious. All the bad

and the child's mother who also wanted that life left the ordinary man who healed her wounds and

not know when

like a walking corpse who had

unconscious. She was cooking

Grandpa and

spooned a scoop of rice into her

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