Chapter 202: Adam is the sun

Hartford.

Heather's house.

"I just want a child, a child!"

A middle-aged woman wearing a vest, smoking a cigarette, exclaimed emotionally, "But I can't give birth! What can I do?"

"enough."

A middle-aged man sat paralyzed on the sofa next to him, with his bare feet resting on the coffee table, holding a can of beer in his hand, and shouting at the middle-aged woman.

Opposite them, Heather looked calmly.

Since receiving a letter from her grandmother, she learned that there is a grandmother she doesn't know in this world. Three weeks after her death, and there is a manor and farm for her to inherit, she flew back for the first time. Ask your parents.

Unexpectedly, it makes sense that she is not the biological daughter of her parents, but an adopted daughter.

Her parents are other people, and the grandmother who wrote this letter is her real grandmother.

This also explains why her parents have always felt that she is separated by a layer.

Because that is not an illusion.

Some details from when I was young also kept coming to mind, telling her plainly that it was not that she thought too much, but that her foster father and mother were indeed separated from her.

When she was punished by them for being mischievous, they stood in the distance and discussed intensely, especially her adoptive father, who occasionally looked at her, terrifying and terrifying her.

Although she was blocked by her adoptive mother in the end, her adoptive mother didn't always love her when she saw her. From time to time, there was a trace of strangeness, entanglement, and even fear.

"What can you tell me about my grandma and my family?"

Heather calmly looked at the adoptive father and adoptive mother.

Following Adam and Juno in the past few years, her temperament has also moved closer to them, quite steady, instinctively aware that there must be some secrets hidden in it.

The reason is simple.

The life of her adoptive parents is not easy, financial constraints, both of them smoke and drink alcohol, and a large part of the money she earned from part-time work in the past was taken away by them.

Now, when she told her grandma's letter asking her to inherit the wealth, their immediate reaction was not ecstasy, but anxiety and mania.

This is obviously abnormal.

Reminiscent of their attitude towards her when she was young, even if she was an adopted daughter, she wouldn't be like that.

How can anyone fear of adopting a daughter?

Unless they know something!

And this must have something to do with her blood family.

Because at that time she had nothing but her own blood.

In this regard, she also had some guesses.

Her biological grandmother has a manor and a farm for her to inherit, which shows that her blood family is considered rich.

However, she was adopted by a poor adoptive father and adoptive mother, and moved here from Texas all the way, indicating that the adoptive father and adoptive mother did not want her to have contact with her family.

The attitude towards her since childhood was mania and fear greater than love, indicating that her adoptive parents and her blood family did not belong to some special circumstances based on friendly negotiation before adopting her.

Combined with her adoptive mother's confession just now, she can't have children, but desperately wants a child.

The conclusion has come out, and most likely, she was abducted.

Although not 100% sure, Heather believed this speculation in his heart.

What kind of experience was it to be abducted by a kid to be a daughter?

Heather said that she didn't want this.

If the adoptive parents really love her like her own daughter, then she may forgive them.

But since childhood, what she felt most deeply was not love, but the estrangement and faint fear.

Let's talk about parenting issues. She was a little older and contracted all the housework because her adoptive parents often drank alcohol.

When she was a girl, she came out to work part-time to make money to support her family.

Just this, the big head was taken by adoptive parents to continue smoking and drinking.

If she didn't work hard enough, she wouldn't be able to go to college in New York. She would probably be trapped here, find a man to marry, and repeat the life of her adoptive parents.

But originally her life shouldn't be like this.

"You don't want to know."

Heather's adoptive mother exclaimed excitedly: "We raised you. I want to say, you are so lucky, those people...I can't say anything..."

"To shut up!"

The adoptive father roared.

After Heather's adoptive mother shut up and smoked, the adoptive father looked at Heather and sneered: "We picked you up from the shit, now you know? Satisfied? I should have kept you there if I knew it. "

"Perhaps you should really do that."

Heather got up and looked at her adoptive parents indifferently.

The adoptive father was taken aback.

The adoptive mother who smoked also forgot to smoke.

Wait until Heather pushes the door to leave.

for a long time.

The adoptive father came back to his senses, and roared: "Did you see it? This is the good daughter you raised! We are so kind to her, how does she return us?

Sure enough, it is a beast of the Sawyer family, cold-blooded and ruthless is born! If we knew it, we should have kicked her to death like her dead ghost mother. "

"No, it's not like that."

The adoptive mother was retorting her husband's words, but Heather's indifferent eyes continued to appear in her mind, and her hands trembling with the cigarette.

Outside.

Heather leaned against the wall and listened quietly. When she heard ‘we should kick her to death like her dead ghost mother’, the whole person was stunned.

It turns out that the kidnapper not only abducted her, but also kicked her biological mother to death! ! !

She stretched out her hand to cover her mouth and forced herself to calm down. She needed more inside information.

At the moment, the feelings that had been left for the adoptive parents were no longer there, and my heart was cold.

In the room, how could Heather's adoptive parents think that Heather had not left and was still arguing endlessly.

In other words, the adoptive father cursed Heather, Heather's blood family, and the stupid wife who wanted to adopt her.

Heather's adoptive mother wept aggrievedly, but did not refute her husband for Heather as before.

Outside the door, Heather has been calmly eavesdropping.

Half an hour later, until there was no more useful news, he left quietly.

After returning to the hotel, closing the door heavily, lying on the bed, Heather put his head in the quilt and burst into tears.

Today she lost four family members in a row.

Her grandma, mother, and her adoptive father and mother!

And in this bizarre and cruel way, no one can stand it.

She lifted the quilt, tears on her face, choked up, picked up the phone on the bedside, and wanted to call Adam.

But just after pressing a few numbers, she stopped.

After a while, she put the phone down again, reached out her hand to wipe the tears from her face, a touch of firmness flashed in her eyes.

This is her business, she wants to solve it by herself, in her own way.

And her way does not want to involve Adam.

That is her sunshine, shouldn't be eroded by darkness.

Thinking of this, Heather picked up the phone again and said calmly.

"Book me a ticket to Dallas."

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