178 Keira, Don’t Go

Mrs. Olsen’s pupils contracted. ”

She stared at Keira from behind, saying, “…Keira!”

Keira, who was walking away, halted in her tracks, turned around, and looked at Mrs. Olsen with

confusion.

Mrs. Olsen’s mouth trembled as she looked at her.

Her mind was filled with memories of the young Keira hiding in a corner, secretly watching her.

She had seen her every time…

But because of Isla, and because of Keira’s special identity, she had never approached the little girl.

She had witnessed Poppy beating Keira countless times, and each time she stopped herself from intervening, only stepping in to help when Keira’s life. was in danger and she couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

She had always held an inexplicable fondness for Keira, thinking it was because Taylor was good to Isla, so she wanted to be good to Taylors daughter…

But she had always suppressed this fondness, afraid of making Isla jealous or sad.

But as it turned out, Keira was her daughter!

At this moment, all the scenes of Poppy abusing Keira flashed through her mind like a passing glance…

She thought of how the newborn Keira nearly starved to death in the room, and it was she who found her in time and fed her a few mouthfuls of milk…

The tiny infant had grasped her finger, her softness instantly melting Mrs. Olsen’s heart.

From then on, she couldn’t harbor any resentment

toward the child.

Poppy had hung her head low, playing the obedient part, claiming she couldn’t produce enough milk and the baby was allergic to formula.

Mrs. Olsen had believed it to be true and even bought

goat milk formula.

Later on, Keira had always been skinny and weak, rummaging through the trash for food. When Taylor told her to ignore this illegitimate daughter, she couldn’t stand it and gave Keira the leftover cake that

was bought for Isla.

She began leaving snacks regularly on the stone table in the park behind their house.

Keira grew up on those snacks!

When Isla was three years old, as she took her to the international bilingual kindergarten, she could always feel a pair of longing eyes from the half-window of the basement watching them.

she had paid

started elementary school that Mrs. Olsen casually helped

daily to follow Isla around as a little attendant, saying it was repay the

when she helped Keira, it was just because she felt

she had done her

Keira.

time she spent educating Isla, she would speak a few more words to Keira

the child exceptionally

in first grade, she came first in the entire grade and returned home with her report card, not daring to say a

seen it and was so jealous that she started to

cry.

so sadly and asked her, “Mommy, am I not even

had

harder.

saw it and even wanted

And then…

to move out for middle school,

Keira to continue staying there, caught

ATTO

opposition leaving her unsure of

face Keira.

And then what?

Keira left, Mrs. Olsen

added worry.

departure stirred her emotions so much; all she thought about was the

had even dreamt over those years, dreaming that Keira was calling

she had had no news from

Isla would be jealous and create a commotion, so she had been restraining herself…

time she asked Poppy, her response was always! “Why should you care

baffled as to why Poppy was so unkind to

time, Poppy said,

anything.”

was cold-blooded and selfish!

now she finally understood,

mother in the world who really hated her

was unkind to her was because Poppy

She was!

thought of this, and her eyes filled

tears!

agitated emotions, came over, and asked, “Mrs. Olsen, what’s

there something she

had so much to say, to apologize, to acknowledge that she’d ignored her pas suffering, to admit that her negligence led to Keira enduring many years

got stuck in her throat.

there was noise at

PP

Miss Isla is the true Miss Olsen, and you’re an illegitimate daughter. You’re nothing! Don’t think just because you married into the Horton family you can do whatever you please! You owe the Olsen family for raising you, and you’ll never be able

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