NovelEnglishChapter279 My mom pretended not to know.
Ignoring my dad and Remy, she went upstairs to the attic. When she saw my bed full of sneakers, she collapsed. The room was piled up with their things.
She opened the window and threw out Remy's sneakers. Remy sensed something was wrong. When he came, the shoes on my bed were all gone.
He screamed and went downstairs to find his shoes. My dad thought Laura had gone insane and yelled at her. She didn't care and went out.
I followed her. First, she cto the funeral home. Then, she visited the shop where she had bought the doll forin my childhood. It turned out she remembered.
She looked at the dolls on the shelf carefully, but my doll wasn't there. She held the salesperson and described my doll. It was 20 years ago when Laura bought that doll for me.
They didn't make it anymore.
Disappointed, Laura went home.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMy dad and Remy were sitting on the couch with their legs crossed, waiting for Laura to cook. "Gracie..." Laura looked past them. She gazed at the photo on the wall of the living room. A family of three. Everyone was neatly dressed.
Perfect.
The next day, Laura acted normal.
She cleaned the house and made a big meal.
At the hospital, Laura had hidden ssleeping pills. When she cooked, I watched her carefully slip the pills into the dishes. At the table, my dad and Remy looked very happy. It had been a long tsince the last tthey were like this.
Laura was severely ill. Now, she could cook and wash clothes. They figured it must be a brief recovery before death.
They wished she could die immediately. Then, my dad could marry someone else.
They ate heartily. Full, they pushed away the utensils, went to the bedroom, and slept like a log.
Laura had ssoup. Then, she walked into the kitchen. Instead of turning on the stove, she switched on the gas valve and took a knife.
I knew what would happen. Sure enough, Laura opened the door to the bedroom.
The petite woman was cutting my dad and Remy. Drugged, they couldn't resist.
All done, Laura put down the knife and looked at her hand in dejection.
"Gracie..." She was calling my nicknagain Her eyes met mine wafted in mida right Laura reached out to caress my face.
didn't hide but front of her.
"I was wrong. I'll make it up to you. Be my daughter again in the next fffetime, OK?" I shook my head. wont belongs to sw "Mom, no.
"Not in the next lifetime, or the lifetafter that, or ever!" I knew Laura did all this to make up to me. But I was dead.
What was the point? Maybe Laura could be a good mother in the next lifetime.
But the scars from the previous lifetdidn't heal easily.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLaura smiled bitterly as if she had expected my reply.
"Gracie, I don't blyou for not death me. I've avenged your
death." She turned around slowly and turned an the lightex swhover With a whoosh, fire was everywhere.
I closed my eyes to feel the heat of the flames.
It was like a dream. A cold and cruel dream.
Still, sunshine was shining on me. I opened my eyes, and theexcruciating pain seemed to be gone. A gray-haired old man was standing before me.
With a warm smile, he extended his arms to me. "Girl, you'bæn m through a lot. "Go enjoy your new life. Kid, you shall suffer no more." With that, he shovedout of the clouds.
A baby cried.
The only daughter of a wealthy ancient business family was born.
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