Chapter 125

The car was not fast. Abigail opened the window slightly, and the warm air blew on her face, which was very comfortable.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she took time to enjoy the scenery.

In the past, she had no time or energy. Now, she had time, and there was also someone who could be with her. Abigail felt that life could indeed be great.

There were women walking outside holding their baby's hands, and she couldn't help thinking of her two children.

In fact, strictly speaking, she was not a qualified mother because after her children were born, she spent very little time with them, let alone holding their hands and going out for a walk with them.

Her two children also clung to her at the beginning. She still remembered coaxing Alissa to sleep at night, but a phone call came and told her that there was an emergency operation at the hospital, and she needed to be there immediately.

Nevertheless, Alissa cried and asked her not to go. She felt like her heart was about to break, but how could she not go?

Being a doctor was her profession, but the living environment and conditions at the time also forced her into performing that operation.

So she went, leaving the sobbing Alissa behind. When she came back in the middle of the night, Alissa had already fallen asleep, but she was crying in her sleep, calling out for her mother the whole time.

Abigail suddenly felt sad, and she nearly shed a tear.

Greg observed her and saw that she was not in a good mood, so he couldn't help but feel upset as well.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. It's just that seeing a woman walking with her baby reminded me of Alissa's childhood."

Abigail seldom said this to others, not even to Hugh.

But in front of Greg, she suddenly felt sad and blamed herself.

"I'm sorry, Greg. I'm not a good mother. When the children were young, I had to earn money and perform surgeries, so I often didn't accompany them. I even felt that twenty-four hours a day was not enough and thought they were really a burden to me. I gave them too little love."

Abigail's words made Greg feel sad as well.

"If you're incompetent, then what about me? From the moment they were conceived in your womb to the moment they were born and are now running about, what did I give to them? I gave them nothing."

Greg's words made Abigail even more remorseful.

"It's not your fault. You didn't know they existed."

"That's not your fault either. You also wanted to accompany them, didn't you? It's just that life didn't allow it. Well, don't think about this anymore. We can't return to the past. The least we can do is do well in the future, right? Tomorrow, we'll go out and play with the kids," Greg suddenly proposed.

In fact, it wasn't too sudden. He had thought about bringing this family of four out for a trip many times before, but he just couldn't find the right time to make it happen. Abigail happened to mention this matter today, so Greg naturally proposed his idea.

but remember what she said when she ate at Niene's place last

for a long time, so it's not a bad idea to

asthmatic daughter, Abigail felt a

I've tried many methods, but there is no

to be pampered and raised the best way we could. Don't worry about

and

slightly and said with a blush, "Concentrate on

worry. I'm still waiting

said this, Abigail felt a

dinner, and then Greg

put his coat around Abigail's body, then jumped onto the roof of the car and stretched out his

Let's watch the stars

beautiful

Abigail said so, she

two were lying side by side

flickered with countless

you. I thought my mother had passed away, so whenever I felt wronged, I would always look at the starry sky and guess which star was her. I would wonder if she would feel bad for me as well when I was sad, and I would even

hand and put it

big enough to envelop Abigail's hand;

own choices. Maybe when your mother

Greg's words, but

up for it? Don't tell me you're going

be your man. The role of your mother

words reminded Abigail

has Madam Buckley's health been recently? I haven't seen her for a few days.

things to do. Why? Do you miss her? Shall I get her to come with us for

Valerie together. After all, Valerie had always liked

patient of mine, and I haven't seen her recently

ask her to come back for a follow-up tomorrow. That old lady is too

hear that Greg

Buckley treat you

treats me very well. I was pretty much

my mother had been running around with me to make a living. We slept under the overpass before; we even slept next to the

"What?"

at Greg

Greg smiled bitterly.

Greg Buckley, the Fourth Young Master of Harrion, lived such a hard life

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