Chapter 85. Bitter Reality

Melanie stroked Barbara's hair, as she usually did. However, Barbara felt strange. She couldn't even smile.

"Yes, I'm getting better. How are you, Mom? Are you getting better too?" Her voice was hoarse.

"I’m not sick. I just miss you, Darling. But now, you're home. There's nothing more for me to worry about. As soon as your dad comes home, we'll have dinner together, hmm?"

Everyone was stunned. They glanced at the officers standing guard near the door in unison.

"Why is my mother like this? Are you taking care of her properly?" Barbara sighed, as Melanie continued to play with her hair.

Before the officer could answer, Melanie suddenly pointed her finger at Philip. "Darling, who is this man? Is he the man you chose?"

Philip stared wide eyed, and so did Emily. The little girl kept to shift backwards, not caring if her shoes met Philip's.

Meanwhile, Barbara's tears spilled harder. "Yes, he's my boyfriend," she said sadly.

Melanie's laugh