The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 480

“Are you that sad to see Laura go?” she asked, gently pinching his little cheek.

Hubert, like Kristin, was chubby and round-faced. When they stood together, they looked like dolls from a storybook, which was why the town’s seniors adored them.

Hubert resembled her, and unless you looked very closely, you couldn’t see even a hint of Theodore in him.

She had to admit, she was a little disappointed that he hadn’t inherited any of Theodore’s striking features.

“Laura is my and Kristin’s best friend. But now she’s going to some place called Orenth. Does that mean I’ll never see her again?” Hubert asked sadly.

“Of course not. Even if she goes to school in Orenth with her mom, she’ll come back on weekends or for holidays. You’ll still see her.”

“But she’ll make new friends and forget about us.”

“Well, you and Kristin will make new friends too.”

“But I don’t think any other kid is as cute as Laura. I only like her.”

Penelope wrapped her arms around her son and kissed his forehead.

“I can get Laura’s mom’s contact information. That way, whenever you miss her, you can video call.”

Hubert sighed dramatically. “Okay. And when I’m bigger, I can go to Orenth to find her.”

“Of course you can.”

“Mommy, are you from Orenth?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Then why did you come to this little town? People say Orenth is really big and exciting, much better than here.”

Penelope washed her son’s face. “I just like it better here.”

“What happened?” she asked, sitting up straight.

“She was working late. On her way from the office to the parking lot, a tall man jumped out on a side path and hit her over the head with a brick. She lost consciousness immediately.”

Penelope’s brow furrowed. “How is she now?”

“Luckily, a colleague was passing by and found her. They rushed her to the hospital. She’s still unconscious, but the doctor says it shouldn’t be anything too serious.”

Penelope felt a wave of relief. But she knew Wilma must have more to say.

“We think the person who hurt Ms. James is from Ocean Buildings. Our firm is designing a hotel, and they’re the construction contractor. We’ve had a lot of communication problems, and just this morning, Ms. James got into an argument with one of their site managers.”

Hannah was incredibly competent. If she couldn’t handle the situation, it must be serious.

Penelope thought for a moment. “I’m on my way back now.”