She almost doubted the woman's real intention. Did she really want to strangle her to death, or did she really want to express her excitement?
Perhaps it was because she had experienced too many conspiracies that she felt that whatever she looked at now must have a purpose.
People who had such thoughts were really tired.
"Let go of me first. I have to make it clear that whether I can find her or not, you can't disturb my current life anymore."
The woman nodded seriously. "I'll listen to you. Even if such a thing happens, I won't do it again. I promise. "
People who didn't know her would really think that she cared about Consuela when she looked so sad.
With a scornful smile, Consuela said, "Now that you've conveyed your idea, it's time for you to go back. If I have the information, I'll tell you."
The old woman saved her phone number with a smile and left soon.
It seemed that she hadn't missed her at all.
Sure enough, everything was fake.
Huh.
Consuela clenched the note in her hand, which recorded eleven numbers. Her eyes turned red.
Suddenly, a corner of the ward was opened. The little girl's clear voice came out, "Mom, what are you looking at outside? What's so good about it that you have watched it for so long? I also want to have a look... "
"……" Consuela stared at the little girl, who was still holding her crutch and staring blankly at the place where her gaze had disappeared.
She pursed her lips and looked helpless.
It was Sheryl who had hurt Richelle. She should have let Richelle judge by herself whether she should forgive Sheryl or not, but she made the decision without authorization.
"Richelle, I'm sorry." All of a sudden, Consuela broke down and held the little girl in her arms to hide her fragility.
The girl felt the warm liquid drop on her neck and then flowed down into her clothes, disappearing.
"Mom, you didn't do anything wrong to me. You are so kind to Richelle. If that
er want to show herself slovenly.
"Mom, where are you taking me to?" The little girl took the fruit that had been put through with toothpicks and took a glance at Consuela.
"You'll know when you arrive."
Sruthan Building was located in a prime location in the center of the city. The building was so tall that it made the little girl scared. "Mom, what are we doing here?"
Touching the little girl's head, Consuela said, "I have something to discuss with your uncle."
"Okay."
She had been to the place where Uncle Terence worked, and she had never heard that there was also his branch company here. So this time the one they came to see must be Lethe's father.
Because of her height and she was held in Consuela's arms, so she couldn't see the expression on Consuela's face.
Her mom was usually expressionless when she saw Uncle Terence, but Uncle Richie was different.
She really wanted to see her mother's expression at the moment.
However, before she could see the expression on the woman's face, she suddenly saw a man coming over. Her high heels rubbed against the ground in a hurry.
The woman's shrill voice seemed to frighten, "Consuela, why are you back?"
Consuela put the girl behind her to avoid the woman's fingernails that the woman was about to put on her face.