My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 121

How did he know where she lived?

Willow had no clue, but she didn't dwell on the issue. She went straight inside.

Inside, the lights were still on in the living room. Someone was sitting at the dining table, worried sick.

This startled Willow, until she realized it was her own mother. She heaved a sigh of relief, and patted her own racing heart. "Mom, what are you doing, up so late? You gave me quite a fright when I found you here!"

Seeing that her daughter was home, Lara's expression of deep concern was immediately replaced with annoyance. "You foolish girl... don't you know to give us a call, to let us know when you'll be working late? And why in the world wouldn't you answer when I called your handphone?! You think you're such a big girl now, making your own money... no need to bother with your old mother anymore, is that it?!"

Lara prodded Willow in the forehead with an admonishing finger, using anger to balm her lingering feelings of helplessness and despair.

"I don't have my handphone with me when I'm cleaning, mom. That's why I couldn't answer your calls," Willow explained. "It was just one thing after another at work today, so it totally slipped my mind to give you a heads-up. I'll remember next time."

had been confiscated while she was in lock-up, and the police had only given her stuff back when they released her. There had been no way

mother might worry, which was

mother had a sharp tongue, but a soft heart. She always used scolding and complaints to hide her concern. Good thing Willow understood her own mother, whereas anyone else

so late at night? Tell mother the truth...

staff doing overtime, in

it that way, Lara realized something was amiss. Her piercing gaze bored

single mother of four? If I find anyone like that, I promise you'll be the first to know! Anyway, it's late,

act. That time when you turned down Mr. Lawson, didn't you say it

that was a misunderstanding all around, mom!" Why did her mother enjoy bringing up old news? It

this

on the spot." If she allowed her mother to get going on this topic, it would

all over again. She stumbled into the bathroom, took a quick shower, and then

nerves unwound rapidly, and she soon drifted off into peaceful slumber. Meanwhile, Lara remained behind in