Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 997

Tahlia also found the idea hard to swallow “I know how much you hate her, but I think the odds of this are nearly zero, she said

“Why?” asked Cornelia

“Why would she pretend to be our mother? What’s the point in pretending to be our mother? I’ve been around her for many years, and I know that to her profit is more important than anything else. If she’s pretending to be our mother, it’s probably because the identity of our mother could bring her benefits. But over these years, she hasn’t gained any advantages from this identity”

Tahlia’s analysis made sense, and Cornelia said disappointedly. “Yeah, what’s the point in her pretending to be our mother?

Cornelia thought about it, hoping she could suddenly understand and find the possibility of Clair pretending to be their mother. Unfortunately, she herself found the idea absurd How could one person possibly become another person without being recognized? That was super tricky

She didn’t want to accept she had such a cold hearted mother, so she thought that this woman was not their biological mother and naively hoped that she’s just a wicked woman who was pretending

guess I’m being too childish.”

Cornelia’s hand, “If you have doubts about her identity, we can secretly

perked up. “You’re right, we should find a way to verify if we have doubts. When we get back to Riverton,

Tahlia replied, “Okay”

airport to the cemetery to mourn their grandparents and

to the three, then stood in front of the tombstone with Tahlia, “Grandpa, grandma, dad, we came to see you today because we have something to tell

is your child. Her name is Tahlia, Tahlia Tahlia, say hello,to grandpa, grandma, and

Cornelia who found me. Cornelia has been very good to me, and I’ll also treat her well in the

we’ll take care of each other and

if their family could really hear them. As they were speaking, a wind suddenly blew in the stifling air. The breeze gently

you? Can you still hear

Cornelia was the sound of the wind blowing through the grass, again

softly called out, “Grandma…”