Lost Me Gained Regret

Despite having thought about it, I still felt uneasy. What if I actually found her? Would it be like I imagined? She might have already built a family, had kids, living a happy and fulfilled life. My sudden appearance could just be a pebble disrupting her peaceful life. Plus, I lost the pendant two years ago. Trying to find her now seemed more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

Unexpectedly, Bella offered, "I can help you, whether you want to search publicly or privately, it's up to you."

I was surprised. "Really?"

"Of course." Bella nodded, her gaze briefly drifting towards Summer, who was blending smoothies in the kitchen. Her eyes were tender, radiating an unmistakable motherly warmth. "If someone had offered to help me find my daughter sooner, maybe I could have reunited with her earlier."

"You and Summer..." I hesitated, "Were separated before?"

If that was the case... I couldn't help but doubt whether Summer truly was Bella's daughter.

Two years ago, she was involved in some shady dealings with the Myers family. And now, it wasn't out of the question that she'd be here trying to deceive Bella as well.

Bella didn't hide anything, her smile fading as she spoke with a hint of sorrow, "Yeah, she was switched at birth just two days after she was born."

"Who switched her?"

found out

asked softly, "What about

"It was a stillborn."

left Vista Town and moved to North City. If I had known she was switched at birth, I would

"The blame

not talk about me now. At least, I've found my daughter now," Bella said with a smile, appearing somewhat relieved. "Let's talk about you. Are you from Vista Town

lips, "From the Myers family

was holding shattered on the floor, tea splashing everywhere. She was visibly shaken, "You're a Myers from Vista

"...Yes."

"Your father is Victor?"

"Yes, that's him."

I couldn't help

all!" She answered abruptly, quickly bending down to clean up the mess. But somehow, she cut her finger in the

pressing them

Bella suddenly became distant, stepping back, "It's getting late. You should head home. I'll message you about