Chapter 628 Running away from Home

The voice prompt came out of the navigation, reporting the end of the journey. Then fare was then printed out. Lucia paid the taxi driver and gawked at the dense rain outside. Noticing her hesitation and situation, the driver said, "Well, there are umbrellas at the back. You can take one."

Surprised, Lucia looked back and saw two umbrellas. Following a look at the rain outside, she said to the driver gratefully, "Thank you so much."

The driver said, "No problem, you can go. I think the rain will last for a while."

Lucia nodded, picked up the older one of the umbrellas, and slowly pushed open the car door. Obviously, Timothy and Janet had never experienced such heavy rain before, but it was

time for them to get off. Lucia gritted her teeth and let them walk in front of her. Holding the umbrella, she did her best to keep the rain out and keep them dry.

In such heavy rain, the small umbrella didn't help much. She could only keep the children's heads dry. By the time they arrived at the apartment building, they had been soaked

Feeling bad, she quickly led them to go upstairs.

While walking, she comforted them, "Don't worry, we're reaching home. We'll have a hot bath and have a good rest."

The two children sensibly nodded, neither complaining nor crying. She looked at them, feeling distressed and bitter. At the door, she squatted down and groped for the key. However

she felt nothing and groaned inwardly. How come it was not there? She often forgot the keys and had left one in the recess at the door. It had been time-tested. Why?

groped about once again. Still, nothing was there. A bad feeling instantly rose in her. Without

was nowhere else they could go.

her eyes reddened. She was such an unworthy mother. "Mom, what's wrong?" Timothy tugged at

I didn't find the key. We have to find a hotel

with

"Me too."

them to go down, and came back to the

the three of

helpless smile, and went over with the

a good hotel

the cigarette and rolled up the window. "Okay, let's

they arrived at the best five-star hotel in the area. Lucia paid the driver and led

nodded. "Your ID,

said, fumbling through her purse.

buzzed. She instantly realized something. Her ID was not her purse. It was in the bag

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up at the receptionist, and faltered, "I... didn't bring my ID with me. Can you help check the kids in first? I'll go and

at her apologetically, "Sorry, ma'am, I can't break

She couldn't utter any sound. She was really in bad luck today. The misfortunes

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