A piece of paper floated down from Laney's face and was seized by her pale hands.
It was a posthumous paper that Matilda left to Samuel before she died, knowing that her time was coming.
“Samuel, I should be gone by the time you see this letter.
I don't know if my death will appease you. I didn't leave you on purpose. It was Laney who forced me to leave.
There was nothing between me and Aaron. Rebecca is your child, she inherits my leukemia, and I dared not let you know. I had to beg Aaron to take me out of the country.
Maybe my time is really Matilda. Recently, I often have a dream that we fell in love. We talked about our life when we have children, and even quarreled on the names of the children... It was a very happy memory.
Samuel, be careful of Laney. I do not know if you would take these words seriously, but for the last time, Laney is not the right person to you.
I'm a dying man, but you still have decades of life and deserve a better girl.
Samuel, I'm sorry I can't say goodbye to you. I hope you can treat Rebecca and the child in my belly well.
Even if... Even if you get someone in the future, don't dump them, okay?
I'm fine, don't miss me.”
“No! She's slandering me!” Laney dropped the paper and said in a sharp voice.
She was anxious and pulled Samuel's sleeve, but dodged by Samuel.
“Samuel, don't you believe me? My leg and my face were damaged by that bitch Matilda. She said it was to divide us. She won't let me go even after she's dead, believe me --”
Before she could finish, Samuel called bodyguards carried her wheelchair out. In the last moment of the door closed, she heard Samuel's indifferent voice.
“I will find out about the car accident, and about all the dirty things you've done to Matilda over the years. You better hope I don't find them, or I'll get them back on you!”
“No!” Sad and shrill cry echoed in the courtyard of the yard. Laney was heavily thrown to the door, rolling down the steps with the wheelchair.
Samuel seemed not to hear that. She turned around just to Rebecca holding an empty milk bottle and looking at him in fear. His icy face eased slightly, showing a helpless look.
He rubbed his forehead, not knowing how to get along with children.
After a long silence, the belly of Rebecca growled. She covered her belly in fear, trying to make the belly sound less loud.
Samuel recovered to himself, took away the empty bottle in her hand and looked at the sleeping baby on the sofa. He felt relieved.
He turned to Rebecca and asked, “Hungry?”
Rebecca shook her head with alert, but her belly growled again.
She was awkward.
What should she do? The devil smiled at her. Oh no, he was to touch her head, should she avoid it......
Samuel took his hand away from Rebecca’s head, feeling embarrassed that Rebecca’s stiff breath.
He coughed and pretended nothing happened and said, “Take care of your brother, I'll go and cook you a bowl of noodles.”
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