Get you in my arms

Chapter 178 It's A Pity (Part Four)

Sophia raised her head and saw the first letter of L. She recognized this letter on every tissue. Her heart began twisting violently. She picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip to calm herself down. Suddenly, her phone rang and it was from Kami. He asked when she and Sara would go back, she immediately stood up and said goodbye to Celina. She didn't want to stay here any longer.

As soon as she returned to the Bluewater Villa, she rushed into the coatroom of Lucas, searching for the exactly same pocket towel. She wanted to find it, but she still couldn't find it after rummaging all the drawers and wardrobes.

Where is it going? Where on earth did it go?

"Mrs., what are you looking for?" Rose stood at the door and looked at her strangely.

"Lucas has a pocket kerchief with black and white stripes. Do you know where it is?" Rose had been in charge of his coatroom for a long time. She had put all his things in the storage room. She knew clearly that he had put them back and used them in the hospital. She was more skillful than this confused wife.

"The one Mr. Mo used at the dinner party last time, but he lost it." said Rose. She had asked him about it a few days ago. "Recently, Mr. Mo has been in low spirits. His evening clothes was brought back a few days ago." said Rose with a sigh.

As if being hunted heavily by a heavy sniper, she felt her legs weak and almost unable to stand up. "You said the party would be the day before I came back from the filming?"

"It's that day." Rose nodded.

"When did he come back that day?" Her voice was weak.

"He just came back the next morning. I was worried that he might be in danger because of the rain. He used to call me before he came back."

Without saying a word, Sophia waved her hand and went out silently.

She remembered that on the day when she came back, he asked a lot of strange questions. Now, even all of them could be explained.

No wonder he asked her if she would forgive him. If it really happened, should she forgive him?

She walked into the room and fell into the bed. She was so helpless about this question.

If she chose to leave, what about the kids? What about the family?

If she stayed here, will the thorn in my heart disappear? Could they still be the same? The answer was negative. No. if he really betrayed her, this favor would be absolute. Infidelity might not be the end of a marriage, but it must be the decisive factor in love.

When did Kami and Teddy come in? She didn't hear them. They quickly ran to the bed and lay beside her. Their little body was close to her, and their soft cheeks were stroking her cheeks.

"Mommy!"

Boys' tender voice melted her. All of a sudden, she had an belief in her heart that she could not part with her family and that the three children could not be separated. They could not live in an environment where they were short of their mothers or their father, just as she had done. She had never been so suffering from that kind of pain.

So, if he really cheated on her, she would forgive him for the sake of the children. But she would never love him again.

"Mommy, I want to hear your story."

"Okay, Mommy will tell you the stories about three cute pigs." She smiled, and tidied up her messy mood. She held her two sons in her arms, "before, there were three pigs. They wanted to build a house respectively..."

When the story was about to end, Lucas walked in with Sara and smiled at them. After they finished, they asked Sara to take Kami and Teddy out.

He sat down beside her and lowered his head to kiss her. She turned her head unconsciously, and his lips fell on her cheek.

"What's wrong?" He gently touched her frowning eyebrows. She was not happy. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"Nothing?" She shook her head, "I'm a little tired."

He smiled and touched her face, "three naughty kids?"

"No, they are good." She said softly. He was the one who was being naughty. She got up from the bed and walked to the window. As she opened the window, a gust of cold wind blew her hair into a mess. She raised her hand and tried to blow away all the troubles in her heart. "When I helped you tidy up the cloakroom, I found that your pocket towel was missing, and the black and white stripes were missing. When did you become cynical?"

As for that pocket towel, it was taken away by Celina. He was worried that she might think too much on it. So he shrugged and said casually, "anyway, as you wish."

She turned around and stared at him. "Don't you remember where you have left it?"

"No, I didn't." He shrugged his shoulders and turned his eyes out of the window, as if he didn't dare to look at her any more.

Her heart was as cold as a ocean falling into the North Pole. He had promised me that he would never lie to her. He even told a white lie. But now he lied to her! Could she trust him again?

"I'm going to see the kids." She turned around and walked out of the room. She was agitated. She didn't want to see him or talk to him anymore.

In the amusement park on the third floor, Sara was playing on the children's slide.

She walked in, forced a smile and said, "let's play boxing, shall we?" Her heart was filled with sadness, anger and desperation. She just wanted to find a way to vent.

"Okay!" Sara smiled and nodded.

The two were so happy that they clapped their hands, wanting to be the judges.

Playing a game was indeed a good way to release her anger. She had already taken the opponent on the screen as Lucas. With left hooked fist, right hooked fist, horizontally leg, circling Son of a bitch! How dare you beat me up! You asked me to lie to me, to hook up with other guys, to betray me and to cheat on me.

"Mommy, you are so fierce today!" Sara was a little overwhelmed.

Without hearing what she had said, all her attention was on the screen. Her fingers pressed the handle hard, and her anger and hatred were immense. In the end, she got to her feet right away and violently threw the handle onto the wall!

With a click, the game handle broke off. Everyone in the room was scared. Sara's mouth wide open. She was unable to utter a word.