Chapter 121
Chapter 121
This was what she felt guilty for her kids the most.
Marilyn was very upset!
Dominic thought for a while and asked, "Mom, are you happy? Why do I feel that you're very nervous when you see Malcolm?"
Marilyn forced a smile. "Dominic, no. Why would I be nervous?"
Marilyn thought about it and found that she was indeed very nervous. But she only felt so when the moment she saw him.
After an exchange of a few words, her nervousness completely disappeared.
Dominic thought about it and asked, "Mom, have you met Malcolm before?"
Marilyn shook her head. "Dominic, why? I knew him after we came back. I don't think I've seen him before."
Marilyn thought about it and was sure that she had never seen Malcolm before.
Dominic smiled and didn't ask any questions. Didn't her mother find out that they looked very similar to Malcolm?
Dominic thought, "You're really silly, Mom. You only think about raising us up but never think about yourself."
The air was a little stuffy. Marilyn glanced at the heavy night sky and smiled faintly. "Dominic, let's be faster. It's going to rain."
"Okay, Mom!" Dominic smiled happily.
They quickened their steps.
But it started to rain when they just walked ahead a little further.
"Mom, run. Let's go to the bus stop." Dominic looked back at her mother with a smile and pulled her to the bus stop.
Marilyn smiled and followed him.
Suddenly, something heartbreaking occurred to her.
She suddenly slowed down.
She turned around, looked around, and stared into the familiar sky.
It looked like this too the night when she was chased out of the Chambers's by Margie. At that time, she was nine, with both curiosity and hate for the world.
She walked in the heavy rain as she couldn't go to the shops or the cafes. The bus stop by the roadside was the only place she could stay.
The bus stop at that time was not that good. It was simple, but enough to protect her from the wind and rain.
Later, Cameron took her back when she drove past the stop.
At this moment, a little girl in a yellow dress ran past her.
She was alone. Her expression showed that she hated everything in the world.
She looked similar to the lonely and helpless Marilyn back then!
Marilyn fixed on the little girl and felt sorry for her while reflecting on the past.
Marilyn grew up being constantly ridiculed and bullied by others.
Sandra, in particular, took pleasure in bullying Marilyn.
Marilyn bit her lower lip, suppressing the hatred in her heart, which made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Dominic found something was wrong with her and pulled her hand. "Mom, what happened? Are you feeling unwell?"
Marilyn came back to her senses when hearing his voice.
She lowered her head and looked at Dominic's worried face. Then she gave him a guilty smile. She should not have shown such negative emotions to him.
She blinked slightly, restrained her emotions, and said with a smile, "Dominic, I'm fine. The rain is very heavy. Let's stay here to get out of the rain now."
"Alright!" Dominic narrowed his eyes. He did not believe what Marilyn said at all.
Her mood fluctuated greatly when Marilyn came here.
It was a sudden rain and many people did not bring umbrellas with them. Now many of them were looking for a shelter.
Marilyn found everything was noisy, including the dropping rain.
The rainy night reminded her of many bad things.
She looked at the surrounding shops, her eyes cold. Suddenly she spotted a familiar figure when her eyes swept across the coffee shop behind the stop.
Marilyn thought she had seen wrong, so she took a few more steps.
Sure enough, it was someone she knew. Inside the coffee shop, that man was sitting with a young and beautiful woman, with a little boy of eight or nine years old sitting beside them.
Marilyn frowned slightly. Could it be...
She quickly took out her phone and took a few photos.
She zoomed in and found they were not very clear because of the rain. She frowned. No, this was a good opportunity.
She lowered her head and glanced at Dominic, saying, "Dominic, the rain won't stop for now. Why don't you go and buy a cup of coffee with me?"
"Coffee?" Dominic looked at his mother in confusion.
When Marilyn took the photo, he saw that there was someone she knew in the coffee shop.
He nodded, "Okay, Mom, I want some ice cream!"
Marilyn smiled and nodded. "Good! Dominic, you finally like ice cream."
Marilyn smiled and glanced at the coffee shop. It was not far away from the station.
She covered her son's head with her hands and rushed to the coffee shop.
Marilyn had already found the best seat for her. As soon as she entered the coffee shop, she pulled her son to sit diagonally opposite the family of three.
Now a waiter came over. Marilyn smiled and ordered a cup of coffee and the ice cream Dominic wanted.
After the waiter left, she casually raised her phone.
Then she took a picture of the family of three.
She made an excuse that she needed to go to the bathroom and took a picture of them again.
Marilyn zoomed in on the picture of the little boy. When she saw it, she was shocked. How could they be so similar?
Could it really be as she had guessed?
Marilyn glanced at the three again.
The woman was dressed seductively and charmingly. She leaned into the man's embrace, very happy.
Marilyn looked around and found there were many customers in the coffee shop. So they would not notice her.
She pursed her lips and moved closer to the three.
"Dad, buy me a fantasy ninja puzzle when you come back next week. There is a nouveau riche in our class and he has different versions every day. He tries to show off."
The word "dad" shocked Marilyn.
She quickened her pace and returned to her seat.
She found that Dominic didn't eat ice cream at all and her eyes flashed.
Dominic did not like ice cream. So perhaps he agreed to come just because he had seen her actions just now.
"Dominic, is the ice cream bad?" She deliberately asked with a smile.
Dominic smiled and said, "Mom, Laverne is the only ice cream lover in our family. She can eat three scoops at a time."
"Yeah!" Marilyn smiled and nodded. She picked up her coffee and took a sip gracefully.
She smiled faintly. With her thick and curly eyelashes, enchanting eyes, and sparkling and tender lips, she would attract attention wherever she was.
She looked outside and saw that the rain was slowing. Even the weather was helping her.
"Mom, what are you looking at?" Dominic asked curiously. He found that Marilyn's eyes were fixed on the family of three by the window.
Marilyn slowly withdrew her gaze and said with a smile, "Dominic, I'm very happy today! Really!"
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