Chapter 2096

"I almost forgot that..." Mrs. Woodson shook her head and grinned bitterly. She picked up her cell phone again and began to try to send Darren a message.

One second, two seconds. After her message was sent, she found that waiting for his reply was also a torment

I don't know how long later, the dialog box finally has a new message, she quickly picked up the mobile phone to have a look, Darren even replied to her.

"I'm ok. I was fishing just now, so I didn't have time to watch my mobile phone..." Darren's reply was as free as ever.

"Well, has he returned to you?" Gina, her daughter, lowered her head and asked with concern. She was relieved to see Darren's reply.

"It seems that he's really OK. Mom, you don't have to worry..."

Mrs. Woodson frowned, but it didn't spread out. If Darren was really OK, where did she come from when she saw the video of his bruises and bloodstains just now?

It's a video call between the other party and her. It can't be a fake video clip!

And that face was so clear, even Darren's, that she could not have mistaken anyone!

"Gina, there's something wrong with this. I saw Darren being abused by them just now. It's impossible that I can still send a message to me as if nothing had happened!"

Said Mrs. Woodson, frowning, holding her cell phone.

Gina was stunned and asked in a low voice, "Mom, do you doubt that Darren, who sent you the message, is a fake?"

"It's very possible that although he occasionally takes pictures of me and chats with me, he has never taken any pictures of himself, and we have never had a video conversation, so it's very likely that someone else is posing as him with his mobile phone!"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Woodson rubbed her eyebrows and sighed in a low voice: "and the person who pretended to be him obviously didn't know that his real person had fallen into the hands of the mantelling family. Why was that..."

She doesn't believe that Feng Xun will cheat herself. At the beginning, Feng Xun told her that they sent Darren away safely. She also believes that if Feng Xun's people protect Darren, they will never be found by the mantenin family so soon!

But why is all this

When Mrs. Woodson was full of doubts, the news came out again. She looked down and saw that it was Darren who didn't know whether it was true or not. She sent her another message, a picture, to be exact.

"Look, this is my harvest today. I've really caught a lot of fish. I can cook a roast fish with lemon juice later!"

The picture shows a bucket of lively fish.

Mrs. Woodson looked at the picture in silence. The years were still quiet, and his tone was still relaxed, as if he didn't know what was going on.

"Darren, I want to see your fishing video, OK?" She thought about it and sent such a message.

Darren obviously didn't expect that she would be so interested in fishing. She replied with a smile: "I didn't have a video of fishing myself. After all, no one helped me take it, but I took a scene. Do you want to see it?"

"I don't want to see the scenery, I just want to see you!" Mrs. Woodson replied with more and more doubts in her heart. If Darren, who sent her a message, insisted on not showing her face, then she thought there was something wrong with it!

"Why do you ask so suddenly?" Darren was a little surprised when he asked her to do so. Before she could reply, he laughed back and said, "EVA, tell me, are you starting to miss me?"

In the face of his teasing, Mrs. Woodson gave a low sigh and replied with the word "MMM"!

This short answer was enough to excite Darren with his mobile phone. He made a video call with Mrs. Woodson almost as fast as he could.

Mrs. Woodson had been waiting for him to send her own video, but she didn't expect him to initiate a video call invitation. After a moment's astonishment, she still shook her hand and pressed "yes".

"Eva..." Darren's familiar face soon came into her eyes through the video.

Looking at his familiar appearance in the video, Mrs. Woodson's eyes were moist. She even thought it was her own illusion. Subconsciously, she reached out and touched the screen and murmured, "Darren, tell me, are you real?"

"Of course it's true, EVA. What's the matter with you?" Darren in the video, still wearing an apron and rolling up his sleeve, laughs with his mobile phone: "I'm really happy that you can think of me at this time. It should be late at night in New York. It's still dawn on my side. I'm going to have a grilled fish..."

Sure enough, he began to roast fish in person in the video. Looking at his figure, Mrs. Woodson whispered, "Darren, i..."

The video is not fake. It's Darren himself who talks with her and chats with her with his mobile phone. Although his eyes are always covered with a layer of melancholy, this brand-new resort obviously makes Darren happy.

Whether it's fishing, scenery, or grilled fish, he can do it with a smile, which makes her a little trance.

Until Darren in the video called her again and said with a smile, "EVA, I'm afraid my cooking skills have improved. If we can meet again in the future, I hope to cook fish for you in person!"

Mrs. Woodson regained her mind, looked at his expectant eyes for a moment, and replied in a low voice, "Darren, take your time with the roast fish. I'm tired and want to rest!"

"Well, you have a good rest. I won't be greedy for you. Good night --" Darren answered with a smile and hung up the video call.

But Mrs. Woodson, with her cell phone, was still in a trance.

"Mom, you think so much. Darren is real, and big brother can't cheat you!" Gina patted her mother on the shoulder with a smile and said in a low voice, "you can go to bed now, too!"

"It's still not right. The two videos are direct calls. No one can fake them. Why does this happen?" Mrs. Woodson still couldn't figure it out, and she was still frightened by the fierce cry. She said to her daughter Gina, "Gina, you can't get through to your elder brother. Go to contact your elder sister-in-law. I must know the exact news. Darren is safe!"

Gina quickly nodded, picked up her cell phone and went to dial her sister-in-law's seventh day of summer. This time, it wasn't too long before she got through on the seventh day of summer.

"Hello, sister-in-law, it's me, Gina --"

On the seventh day of the summer at the other end of the phone, just after feeding the two children's milk, she was surprised to hear Gina's voice and asked, "Gina, it's supposed to be midnight now. Why do you call me suddenly at this time?"