"Eddy, everyone says daddy is dead. Is that true? Is he really dead?" Sally asked in a low voice, staring at Eddy with her innocent eyes full of sadness.
Her brother, however, bore a dark face, matched with the furrowing of his thick brows. Cupping his sister's little face, he uttered in a voice full of irrefutable insistence, "Sally, no matter what others say, you must remember that daddy loves us. He will never leave us. So, he is still alive and will come back!"
"Really?" The poor girl suddenly brightened up. In a split second, her eyes were coated with a glimmer of hope.
"Of course!" Simon nodded and added, "Back then, everyone said that Ella's father was dead. But she didn't believe it. Uncle Colin came back, didn't he?"
Stunned at this revelation, Sally nodded and smiled.
"That's right. So, I have to trust my daddy just like Ella did. He will definitely come back!" The little girl clenched her fists firmly.
Meanwhile, Eddy watched his little brother and sister, happy that they somehow felt assured with his words. Then, feeling a pair of eyes staring at him, he immediately gazed up.
Anne was standing quietly outside. She peeped inside through the gap between the door and its frame, relieved to see her eldest son responsibly comforting his siblings.
Knowing that it was their mother, Eddy lowered his head as a pang of grief pierced through his heart. He felt guilty that his mother had to constantly worry about him. He was so useless. He couldn't do anything but lay on the bed to get recovered from his surgery.
Now that their father was not here and their mother was evidently in agony, he should be a strong man. He must support their mother in protecting and looking after his siblings.
"Mom!" Simon and Sally called in unison after seeing Anne by the door.
With a forced smile, she pushed the door open and walked in.
"Kids, you have to trust your daddy. He will come back!" With tears in her eyes, Anne held the three kids in her arms altogether.
She believed that Kevin would come back soon. He must be hiding in a secret corner somewhere in this world.
When her phone suddenly rang, she let go of the kids and took the screen before her eyes. It was Peter.
'Is it about Kevin?' she thought, knowing that Peter had been searching for him for the past few days.
After all, it was Peter who found Colin. So, they had faith in the man's ability to locate a missing person.
Hastily, she slid her finger on the screen to answer the call.
"Peter, is there any news on Kevin?" Anne asked anxiously and expectantly.
On the other end of the line, Peter responded in a lazy voice, "I've learned what happened between you and Kim. Congratulations on not getting married. No, I should congratulate you first for not divorcing Kevin yet."
Anne sighed subconsciously and rubbed her temples. "It's indeed a lucky thing for me now. But how will I face it three days later?"
What happened today was unexpected. Maybe it was because God pitied her, but who knows if she would be saved after three days?
After all, it was impossible for her to always get lucky. So, knowing this, must she really marry Kim in three days?
"Peter, have you found anything about Kevin yet? Do you know where he is now?" Anne stood up, walked out of the room, and gently closed the door. Her voice was not as calm as it had been just now. Instead, it was a little helpless. "Mount YS is not that big. You have searched for him countless times. Are there really no updates? I can accept both good and bad news. Please tell me something."
After so many days, they should have found even at least a small clue. She would gladly accept anything other than nothing at all.
"Do you really want to know?" Peter uttered after a moment of silence.
Hearing that, Anne froze and couldn't help trembling. What did he mean?
Peter knew how much she loved Kevin. If the latter was still alive, he would have told her already.
Did that mean it was bad news?
No! How could this be?
How could Kevin leave her and the kids? They all believed that he would be back safe and sound. How could he just leave them behind?
Was Peter playing a trick on her?
"Anne, you will know it soon. I suggest you come here. I'll tell you everything in person." Peter sighed heavily and added, "If you really want to know, don't tell anyone you're coming here. Otherwise, I won't tell you the truth."
Anne's body trembled more violently.
What the hell was going on? What did he mean?
"Anne? Will you come or not?" Peter asked again after hearing no response from the other end of the line.
After a moment or two, Anne finally uttered in an unmistakable quivering voice, "Yes!"
Whatever it was he had to say, good or bad, she still needed to hear it. So, how could she not go?
After hearing the line end, Anne raised her head, and two streams of tears streaked across her cheeks. Heaving a deep breath, she wiped her face dry and strode outside.
She was going to meet Peter and hear whatever news he had about Kevin.
Another day passed, and Sunday came.
Selma and the three kids got up very early. They thought that Anne would lock herself in her room again, but to their surprise, she graced the kitchen in her apron, busy preparing their breakfast.
The three kids looked at each other in confusion before turning to Selma, who was also baffled.
Since Kevin's disappearance, Anne had been like a walking dead, as if she had lost her soul.
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