Chapter 861 - 855: Mysterious Phone Call (1)

Chapter 861: Chapter 855: Mysterious Phone Call (1)

She still remembers, after her younger daughter died, she returned to the Thorne family with the pretend daughter, and seeing Gigi in that moment, she wished she could give all the love in the world to her.

Perhaps because she caused the death of one daughter, she could only compensate for this regret with Gigi.

On rainy days, when Gigi wanted to eat the pancakes made by Granny Lewis at the street corner, she forgot to bring an umbrella, yet couldn’t bear for her daughter not to have any, so she had to rush out, buy a pancake, and return to the car.

Soaked to the skin, yet the pancake was warm in her arms.

Seeing Gigi eating contentedly, mouthful by mouthful, her heart was filled with sweetness.

Afraid of the rainwater splashing on her, she moved a certain distance away, yet heard her soft voice coming through.

"Mom, when it rains next time, don’t go buy it, I’m afraid you’ll catch a cold."

Once, they were like any normal mother and daughter, their relationship so good.

But she also knew, everything could not go back.

Never did she think, one day, her daughter would be like her husband, not want her anymore.

She didn’t want to continue living miserably like this; this way was too painful, surrounded by darkness, seeing nothing, even alive, she could never witness her daughter’s face again.

But before Dr. Winslow left, he said coldly to her.

Do not try to seek death, live well, if she dies, then let Georgia Thorne go down to accompany her.

She knew, Dr. Winslow was never one to just talk.

Outside the door, there was the cautious voice of the maids speaking.

"Just now, sir went to the room holding an urn, he hasn’t come out for so long, do you know whose ashes are in that urn?"

"So scary, I also saw it, the box is very small, could it be the ashes of a child inside?"

Whitney Lynch’s eyes widened, hollow and dispersed, devoid of any expression, only facial expression, filled with fear, she whimpered in pain.

"Shhh, don’t say anymore."

The two little maids quickly left.

Whitney deeply knew, the urn that Sean Thorne cradled in his arms must be the younger daughter’s.

She has returned...

Suddenly, the sound of an infant calling came to her ears.

She struggled, pulling on the wound, the pain so excruciating.

The infant’s voice seemed not to dissipate.

Mom, why did you leave me behind at that time?

Mom, I died so tragically.

Mom, I have returned.

She tried hard to discern clearly whether it was auditory hallucinations or if the dead infant had indeed come back, yet aside from pain, there was only darkness.

Finally, Whitney screamed, in imagined noises and fear, she widened her eyes.

Suddenly, she thought of someone, her collapsed heart, like finding solace, gradually tempered.

It’s okay, it’s okay, everything will soon pass.

She still has a big support.

That old woman will never let her live pitiably for a lifetime, that woman will surely make the Ford family pay for today’s conduct!

Suddenly, the phone rang, she answered the call.

"Hello?"

"It’s me, Whitney, don’t worry, I will save you."

Hearing her voice, Whitney was very emotional, yet also despairing: "I am being punished now, you said it would be okay, didn’t you say it would be okay?"

"Don’t be afraid, I will save you, I will make those who bullied Luna bury with her."

"You have to save me, I want to get better, I can’t let Gigi hate me."

"Okay, I know, I can’t talk too much with you to avoid suspicion, remember, live well, wait for me."

"Hmm."

In another room.

Tiana Thorne looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, the clouds shrouding her life had dissipated, however, when will the clouds in Dad’s heart dissipate?

How great if she were still a little celestial fox, she could weave a dream for Dad.

Let him personally see his poor daughter in a dream, reincarnated and living happily.

Unfortunately, she can’t do it, she can only let the time gradually sediment this pain.

Seeing this, May Sloane softly asked: "Tiana, all those evil people have received their retribution, why aren’t you happy?"

"I’m just, worried about Dad."

Just then, the sound of knocking at the door rang out.