Torn Between Love and Hate

Chapter 166

Chapter 166 Loving Ashton for Many Years

Alyssa was particularly excited, her little hand tightly holding onto Deborah’s hand.

She knew that from now on, she and Deborah would never be apart again.

Just like three years ago, she will spend day and night with Deborah.

Her little face flushed with excitement.

But soon, she realized that something was amiss.

Deborah spoke to her softly and gently, with a smile on her face as she caressed her head.

But within Deborah’s laughter, there was a profound sense of loss.

It’s not because of her, Alyssa; it’s because of something else.

Because she regained her memories, because she recalled those past experiences.

That cruel Ashton, who she had foolishly and deeply loved for so many years. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

That unfamiliar Joseph, who once took advantage of me so much-

The most painful part was that just as she thought of her mother, she realized that she had already

passed away.

Or perhaps it should be said, foster mother.

Deborah is a child whose parents are unknown.

Once upon a time, the only person I could trust and rely on was none other than Ashton.

Her former husband.

Deborah kept all her emotions bottled up inside.

She picked up Alyssa, who had already grown into a little adult, and said with a smile on her face,

“Once Mommy has taken her leave, I’ll spend all my time with you. Wherever you want to go and

whatever you want to do, Morty will

listen to you.”

Every time she thought about her three years of forgetting Alyssa, her heart ached as if it were being

cut by a knife.

Alyssa was held in her mother’s arms, her heart aching as she gently touched her mother’s face.

“Mommy, let Alyssa

stay with you and rest for a few days. Alyssa has grown up and doesn’t like to go out and play

anymore.”

She didn’t want Deborah to force herself to endure inner pain just to please her, accompanying her on

various

adventures.

Her mother was tired and needed some peace and quiet to rest.

Deborah’s eyes instantly filled with tears as she tightly hugged her, “Alyssa, how did I get such a

wonderful child like you?”

Alyssa leaned her face into her neck and couldn’t help but cry softly.

Everyone says she has grown up, but over the past few years, she has actually missed Deborah a lot.

Sometimes, I get scared at night.

Afraid that Deborah might never remember herself again.

She was also atraid that one day, the Moxley family might not want her anymore.

Afraid that Adrian, who loves novelty and fun, would one day neglect her or even abandon her.

No matter how dazzling and beautiful she is now, in the end, she’s still just a child.

If she lost the protection of the Moxley family and couldn’t be recognized by Deborah, then she would

be left with nothing and lose everything.

Deborah took Alyssa to the hotel and called her company to request a week off.

Adding her Christmas leave, she wouldn’t be going back to work until after New Year.

Switching to another employee is not an option, as taking time off is definitely not feasible during the

busy year-end

period.

Deborah and Joseph’s relationship has become public, and everyone at Jingron Design is aware of it.

Of course, the director couldn’t treat her like an ordinary employee. As soon as he received her call, he

approved her

vacation without any further discussion.

Deborah knew very well that this was considered taking a shortcut.

But now, in order to accompany Alyssa, she couldn’t care less about these things.

Moreover, her job is in design, and much of her work can be done from home.

The design drawings that were needed years ago have almost all been submitted.

After returning from their vacation, the mother and daughter sat side by side on the couch, chatting for

a long time.

Alyssa recounted her experiences from the past three years, including the time when she was first

rescued by Adrian.

It was when Adrian happened to hear her playing the piano and singing that he began to actively

cultivate her talent.

and provide her with resources.

Over the past three years, she had shared with Deborah all the little moments and experiences she

had with the Moxley family. Gradually, she had become a rising star, and she had told Deborah all

about her journey.

However, she couldn’t bear to see Deborah distressed, so she only chose to share the good things with

her.

As for the time right after the incident, and how long I lived in that hospital afterward, I can’t even begin

to describe the hardships I endured.

In order to perform on stage, she had put in so much effort, but she barely mentioned it, just casually

brushing over the topic with a few light sentences.

After hearing her speak, Deborah’s brows finally relaxed a bit, and the guilt in her heart eased slightly.

It’s truly fortunate that Alyssa has been living well these past few years.

After chatting for more than an hour, Deborah realized that the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window

had already

turned dark.

Alyssa rested her head on Deborah’s lap, and her stomach let out a few grumbling noises.

She felt a bit embarrassed as she touched her own belly.

She had a performance in the morning, and due to the time crunch, she could only hurriedly eat a few

bites of

breakfast.

After the performance, when planning to go for lunch, I received news that Deborah was going to

undergo psychological therapy to recover her memory.

She immediately rushed to the hospital, not even stopping to eat lunch.

Now that her stomach growled, she realized she was so hungry that her chest felt like it was touching

her back

Deborah immediately scooped her up with a smile, “Mommy will take you out for dinner.”

Alyssa gracefully got up from the couch, her eyes curiously pecking into the kitchen.

It’s been quite a few years since she last tasted the dishes cooked by Deborah.

The room Deborah booked was a suite on the top floor of the hotel.

In addition to a bedroom, there is also a living room, dining room, kitchen, and bathroom.

The price isn’t low either; it’s nearly five figures for one night.

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Over the past three years, she had been with Joseph, and had grown accustomed to not looking at the

prices for food, clothing, and daily necessities.

Before, she would occasionally be thrifty, believing that people should learn to save some money.

But when Joseph handed her the card, he playfully warned her that if she didn’t use it, someone else

would.

Mona brainwashed her too, saying that if you don’t spend your man’s money, there will always be other

women who

will.

Moreover, she and Joseph were both orphans, without parents.

Deborah doesn’t have a uterus, so it’s highly unlikely that she’ll have children.

It can be said that no one needs their support.

Deborah thought about it and realized that it made sense.

Before Joseph had the Black Group, just his own Jingron and other businesses had a net worth of 20

billion dollars.

No matter how much she spends, she can never seem to exhaust her wealth. When she eventually

passes away without an heir, her only options will be to donate her fortune or have it buried with her.

As for Joseph himself, his interests all day long revolved around accompanying her and working.

It’s already quite nice to be able to find the time to personally go and buy a piece of clothing.

So Deborah came over here to book a hotel room, and after checking out the top floor, she decided it

was the best and booked one.

However, this time she swiped her own card, as her memory had returned and she hadn’t figured out

how to interact with Joseph in the future.

Deborah noticed Alyssa glancing towards the kitchen, and immediately understood what was on her

mind.

“How about I go buy some groceries and cook? It’s quite late now, so I’ll also grab some snacks to fill

your stomach in the meantime.”

Alyssa’s eyes lit up, but she was worried about her being tired, “Maybe we should just forget about it,

go out to eat. something, and then come back to rest.”

Deborah led her outside and asked, “Let’s go grocery shopping. What would you like to eat?”

It’s been a while since Alyssa spent time with Deborah, and she felt a bit awkward and uneasy.

She eagerly yet politely listed four or five dish names in one breath.

Deborah stepped out of the hotel room, paused, and turned to look at her with a tilted head.

Alyssa’s face turned red, “Isn’t that a bit too much? Ah, actually, just casually cooking one or two dishes

would be

fine.”

Deborah chuckled and rubbed her face, “Just bring the ingredients home, and Mommy will cook them

for you.”

Alyssa nodded, “Sure, that works.”

Upon leaving the hotel’s main entrance.

The shopping mall is very close from here, so Deborah didn’t drive. Instead, she held Alyssa’s hand

and they walked there together.

Not far away, around the corner, a sneaky Bentley was parked.

Deborah immediately recognized whose car it was.

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But with just a glance, she nonchalantly led Alyssa across the street and into the shopping mall on the

other side.

In the backseat of the Bentley, Joseph sat with a worried expression on his face, his eyes glued to the

screen of his phone.

After waiting for about half an hour, there were only a few work-related messages on the phone.

Joseph couldn’t help but feel impatient. He looked at Morton in front of him and asked, “Can you check

with the bank. why I’m not receiving payment notifications on my phone?”