Substitute Mother
Chapters 138. The Story Never Ends
Jeanno looked angrily at the three-billion-dollar check that Marco Sebastian signed there. After a heated fight between the two cousins, the next morning he got a shipment of checks with the same value according to the lawsuit he submitted to Judith.
Not expecting, of course. Jeanno doesn't understand why Mark is this way defending Judith. Not only did he break their fraternity, but Mark also had to be willing to spend a considerable amount of money for compensation, which Jeanno believes Judith did not have that much money to replace Mark's money.
It should be done, right? Butno. Call it his heart is small. But Jeanno still wants to make Judith a deterrent. Thus, he grabbed the check, then tore it into pieces as if it were just plain useless paper.
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Judith is crazy. He said nothing, didn't want to eat anything, didn't go to the bathroom. He just looked blankly out the window, ignoring the existence of a couple who had persuaded him to eat yesterday.
“Darling, we help to wipe his body huh? so as not to get too sticky”
Hannah's sentence was a form of consent, hoping at least Judith would respond. No need for a voice, just a nod and a sash Hannah was very happy. Because at least a simple response was able to give him a sign that his friend was still hearing it.
Waiting for so many seconds, his opponent still flinching. One breath escapes from Hannah, deciding to undress Judith's hospital after Mark leaves.
Since she first helped wipe her best friend's body, Hannah's heart has always been broken. The beautiful body that was previously contained and very sexy, now as if only the skin was wrapped in bone. There are some kissmarks whose color begins to fade in the neck, collarbone and around the chest. No need to guess who, because Hannah already knows who did it.
Oh, last night Mark managed to make him almost faint when he returned to the hospital battered. Hannah did not immediately ask, because she preferred to take Mark to be treated for his injuries. It was only when it was over, that Mark volunteered to tell her everything. Hannah was shocked to realize how cruel Jeanno Alexander was.
“I think we've known for a long time. But it turns out there's a wound you kept tight. Me and Renatta are so bad, right? Haah once again, I miss the three of us”
Finished drying Judith's body, Hannah took a new piece of clothing from the drawer to wear to her best friend.
“Later after you get out of the hospital, stay in my apartment and Mark. At least there you're not lonely”
Of course after all this happened, Hannah would not leave Judith alone. The sweet woman pulled up the chair next to Judith's bed after putting a basin of water in the bathroom. He brushed Judith's long hair that began to melt.
“Hey, want to go to the orphanage no? before marriage I was invited several times by Mother to the orphanage owned by the Mark family foundation. I was there for the first time, but you know what? I feel very happy. Look at the children who look happy even though they grow up without parents. When asked why not see the sadness, one of them replied ‘For what is sad? We have each other’ like that. I was moved, and felt my heart calm. Maybe you'd like to come?”
Hannah smiled softly. “If you're tired, it's okay. Take as much time as you can to rest, rearrange everything from the beginning. It's hard, because you lost almost everything. But you need to remember, baby. Me and Mark were with you during the recovery period. So never feel alone, huh? we don't care about your background, your parents, or anything. You're my best friend, and it'll be next like that”
Hannah got up, peeked at Judith before stepping out. Letting his friends rest.
Mark was sitting in a waiting chair that happened to be in front of Judith's nursery. The man turned his head when he saw his wife taking an empty spot beside him.
“How?”
Hannah shook her head, she put her head on Mark's shoulder. It is undeniable that his physique and mind are also tired. But Hannah doesn't want to give up Judith. He promised that. Tired that he felt was not comparable to the end of the goods I had enough with the suffering received by his side.
“I'm confused as to what topic to bring again. He still doesn't respond”
Mark's hand grabbed Hannah's fingers. Showing support to each other. “Tadi Nora called me. Said Jeanno ripped off the check I gave you”
“Really?” Mark nodded. “I don't know what motivated him, but I think he expects Judith to suffer in his quest for that kind of money. Meanwhile, if I give him, it means the problem is over and he has no right to harass Judith again”
“After all I'm sure Jeanno doesn't need that money. The goal is just to make Judith suffer”
“You.. have told her about Judith's pregnancy?”
Mark shook. “I don't want to. The reaction is between two. First he will laugh with satisfaction, second he will regret and come here. I don't want to see those two reactions. Maybe we better keep Judith away from Jeanno” first
Hannah nodded, understanding the husband's words.
“Darling, do you know anything about Judith's past?”
The one asked shook his head. “No. He only ever told me that he escaped at the age of 14 because his family was less harmonious. I don't know anything about his family background, including his birth name”
“I intend to find out more about his family”
“What is the destination for?”
Mark shrugged his shoulders. “Uncle Thomas' confidants won't be so stupid as to misinvestigate someone else's background. You know what I mean?”
The two looked at each other, looking for a connection from Mark's sentence just now.
“I doubt, do not-don't Judith and Nayara are indeed twins”
“But isn't Nayara Jeanno's college friend? If so their theory of twins is impossible, Mark. The age is different”
Mark was fixated all around, as if his brain had just connected the points of the problem. “No, not impossible, dear. Nayara.. I bet she once jumped class when she was in school
“I have to find out soon”
Mark grabs a cell phone in his pants pocket, dialing the number of the person he trusts to investigate Judith.
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Little Aleta cried while covering her ears tightly. The sound of thunderbolts mixed with the ripples of shards of items that pierced through the door of his room, leaving his heart scared to death. Living the night against the background of the voice of the quarrel of his father and mother never make the little girl accustomed.
“Aleta fear.. hiks”*
There was not much she could do but cry. Tired approached him and took him into a dream. Always, he hopes to meet the figure of parents who love him in a dream.*
