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Imogen remembered the days when she was bullied the most. She dreamed of her mother coming. back, holding her and promising to never leave, telling Imogen that she had friends in school and no one would bully her again.

But upon waking up, all she found was a cold bed and a dark night, causing her to curl up and cry helplessly.

Such dreams used to be frequent during her primary school days but became less and less as she grew older.

She couldn’t remember when was the last time she had such a dream. It had been about ten years

anyway.

Where was her mother? Whether she had remarried or not? Why was her mother so heartless to never come and see her? Did her mother already have another child, leaving her behind? Those were all questions Imogen would wonder in the past.

At times, she resented her mother for abandoning her, while other times, she wondered if there were reasons behind her mother’s actions.

Eventually, Imogen stopped expecting the role of a mother and stopped feeling angry towards her mother. She simply considered that such a person didn’t exist in the world.

After her father’s death, she managed to overcome many challenges over the years.

She had never imagined that they would cross paths again.

It was an unexpected twist of fate.

Her mother turned out to be the second wife of Walter of the Harrington family.

Did she know

day I was taken to the hospital by her henchmen, did she know that

the words her mother said at the hospital, and

her mother

her to apologize to Mike, assuming that Grace was Imogen’s daughter, and continued to use Grace to threaten Imogen.

Imogen was nothing

help but laugh.

the mother she had longed for

herself pitiful and

Imogen’s face, numbing her

stuck in her chest, unable to express

evening. The streets of Jubilian City were brightly lit, bustling with people like

time and arrived at the Oplipton Sea.

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leaning against the railing, staring at the sea without moving.

a Facebook notification sounded.

and saw a message from Troy’s account, but the tone and

moment and replied: [Yes.]

She had a delicate and small nose, plump and rosy lips, and even two pieces of puff pastry at the corners of her mouth,

cute, and lovely Grace, Imogen’s turbulent inner world

dark surroundings behind Imogen and curiously asked, “Imogen, are you not attending

and I’m outside now.” Imogen smiled and raised her phone, showing her surroundings

brows and worriedly said, “Then

it to you when I

also want