Mr. Well heard Ming’s words and was no longer distracted, but he liked these two things so much that he obviously intended to answer.
Ming said, “Mr. well, where is your second daughter?”
As soon as he said this, Mr. Well changed from happy to serious.
Suddenly he sat up straight and said unhappily, “I have only two sons and no daughters.”
Ming said, “oh, then I’ll take these two presents back.”
He still smiled gently, but I knew he was not joking. He was serious.
With that, he reached out to close the box.
Mr. Well subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he couldn’t.
He could only say, “my daughter is dead.”
Ming didn’t speak or respond. He just closed the lids of the two boxes and piled them up.
Mr. Well knew that Ming really wanted to take them back, so he was very flustered.
He could only say, “my daughter is mad and living in a lunatic asylum.”
“Where is she?” Ming asked.
Mr. Well looked at him unnaturally and looked at me and asked unhappily, “Mr. Jessop, this is our family affair. What does it have to do with you? Do you have to take care of this?”
“If it’s none of my business, I don’t care.” Ming’s words showed that it had something to do with him.
Brady was afraid that his father would refuse and influence his business, so he said, “Dad, you can tell them about my sister.”
“Shut up!” As soon as Brady spoke, Mr. Well was furious!
He glared at Brady and was so angry that he coughed. He calmed down and said to Ming, “my daughter disgraced Well Family. I don’t want to talk about her anymore.”
“You just need to tell me where she is.”
I knew why Ming asked this question.
Obviously, Mr. Well was very reluctant to mention my mother. He may really not want the presents and drive us away.
Mr. Well closed his eyes and thought for a while. He looked up at us and said, “she’s at Oasis Hospital.”
Hearing the answer, Ming was obviously stunned. He frowned and after a few seconds he asked, “what name did she register?”
Mr. Well looked a little embarrassed. At this time, Mrs. Well, who was sitting there without saying a word, finally said, “Margaret.”
Margaret.
Margaret.
That was right.
Mr. Well heard his wife and looked at her and said seriously, “did I let you talk? You are so rude!”
It seemed that the ancient dignitaries were talking to their servants.
I thought of all this in Well Family.
I suddenly understood a lot of things.
Why was my mother sent away? Why were Molly and sent away? Why was my mother now a disgrace that Well Family couldn’t mention?
It was because of Mr. Well’s obstinacy.
When I thought of this, my anger burnt.
Ming reached out and took my hand and said to Mrs. Well, “thank you.”
Then he took me away.
It was still early. I found Oasis Hospital on my cell phone in the suburb. It would take more than two hours to drive there. I said to Ming, “shall we go?”
To be honest, I couldn’t wait.
“OK.” Ming patted my hair.
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