Chapter 7

Dear Jian,

If you read this letter, please know that I’m out of this world. I can only tell you one thing. I may not be a real mother to you, but you will always be my daughter. I regret every day, sweetie, the day I sent you abroad. I’m so sorry, Jian. I’m so sorry. Please don’t take the operation. It’s all my fault, sweetie. Blame me. Revenge your mother’s death on me. I will accept everything, sweetie, because I love you so much. Always remember, I love you unconditionally.

Love,

Mother.

My grip on the paper tightened when I saw where we were. “No! No, it can’t be!”

“Ma’am, we’re here,” said the driver, looking at the rearview mirror.

I refrained from crying in front of him because I didn’t want him to be shocked. He might suspect something and even report me to Kameron’s father.

“Leave me here. I’m meeting with someone.” I went out and didn’t wait for him to answer.

I felt like a fool now, crying