At the moment the door opened, Bronson’s lifeless eyes suddenly lit up
When he saw that keychain, his expression on his face turned into silence again.
“She still refused to forgive me.”
“I should have known earlier.”
“We can’t go back.”
I hid behind the curtain, watching as Bronson, disoriented, walked away with that keychain, step by step, getting farther and shallower.
His figure gradually disappeared in the rain.
I don’t know if the fog blurred his vision or if he walked into the fog.
Later, I never saw him again.
Chapter 1
by by the roadside.
My husband found an abandoned baby by
I took care of him as if he were my own child.
He was painstakingly supported until the day he returned from overseas after completing his doctoral degree.
My husband confronted me.
“Why are you so stupid? I am closer to him than my own son, can’t you see?” he mocked.
I laughed deeply and secretly.
He proposed a divorce and wanted to take his son to reunite with his lover’s family of three.
I said without caring, “Lagree.”
Eric Johnson brought the baby boy home, afraid that I wouldn’t raise him, and told me that he had found the abandoned baby by the roadside.
Tinterrupted him and said, “You don’t need to say anything. I would treat him as my own child”
Eric was very excited and immediately sent me a gift worth ten thousand dollars.
I accepted it without showing any emotion
He would become suspicious if we didn’t accept it
After putting the child down, Eric hurriedly went to the company for a meeting and left in a hurry.
I asked my neighbor, Mary, to help me take care of it
Then I hurriedly went to the supermarket to buy milk powder, baby strollers, diapers, etc., all of which had to be of the best quality.
After everything was taken care of.
I hurried back
Out of breath from exhaustion.
Mary said, “Claire, you did a great job keeping your pregnancy a secret. I had no idea when you had the baby.”
I answered, “The child was not born by me. Eric picked him up from outside.”
The neighbor Laughed, “Look at all that sweat on your head, even your own child doesn’t have as much. Did you pick it up? Stop kidding”
I didn’t explain, said thank you, and then busled myself with taking care of the children.
I found our that solely feeding formula milk was not enough, so I spent money to hire à nanny trom outside to help with breastfeeding.
Mary heard that I hired a nanny and came over to criticize, saying, “This is not good, the child should be breastfed by their own mother, otherwise they will not be close to you when they grow up.
I was unwilling to explain, making excuses that I didn’t have enough breast milk.
Mary patiently told me the method of increasing milk production, such as eating more pig’s trotters to increase protein intake.
I was absent–minded.
Mary finally lett.
The child also fell asleep.
Twalked in the window and looked at the swaying willow branches in the cold wind outside.
Stood for a long time.
A perfect plan gradually formed in my mind.
