Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1106

Emma lingered by the road leading back home, mulling over her decision. Eventually, she decided to buy that driver a pack of cigarettes.

Back in the day, she had treated his son, and he was the only one who didn't look at her with judgment.

"Uncle Wang, could you please deliver this package to my mom? And here's a pack of cigarettes as a thank you."

She had splurged on a good brand, and Uncle Wang's face lit up with a smile. "You didn't need to buy such fancy cigarettes, but I'll make sure your mom gets the package." Emma sighed with relief. Inside the package was $1,700. She hadn't undergone the surgery, but she had already paid for it, leaving her with just over a hundred dollars to her name. Beaconsfield was the most bustling city around, and with Dustin's charm and good looks, he had to be from there.

She needed to go to Beaconsfield and ask him, face-to-face, if he wanted the child or not.

"Uncle Wang, let my mom know I need to stay in the hospital for a week for the surgery. I'll be back as soon as I'm better."

"Don't worry, Emma. I'll tell her."

Without further hesitation, Emma hopped on the train to Beaconsfield.

The long train ride was brutal. Ever since she got pregnant, her health had taken a nosedive, and she spent most of the journey on the rickety old train throwing up.

After a transfer, and a full day's travel, she finally found herself standing on the bustling streets of Beaconsfield.

first time in a big

let herself get distracted or envious. She marveled at the vibrant

was here for

town to get her mother to a doctor. At fifteen, she had to almost carry her mother to school, thankful her teachers let her mother rest in a special room. Under such tough circumstances, no boys showed interest in her. Everyone was

had been accepted to

in the city, but

fell through, and

funds, she

ee Fould

been the first girl from her village to leave the

had cried over it many times in her dreams, but that was the harshness of

and her mother, eventually accepting her life. She didn't see her life

journey had left her with barely any money, now

with the baby, she grabbed a bowl of noodles. She was shocked at the price-three bucks fifty for a bowl

go back, she realized she'd need to work a few days here to afford the trip back home. But she didn't regret sending that $1,700 to her mom; it

evening, and her limited

around, no one

for the