, we must make it clear to you, and we must also let you understand who is right.

, who is wrong, who was the one who deliberately planned it, and who is the victim. Mommy has been separated from you for five years. Do you know that I have been looking for you for these five years? Now, I finally found you, you

But you don’t recognize me... Do you know mommy... how painful it is in my heart?"

Jane's expression was dejected, her performance rich, her shoulders twitching and her tears streaming.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man standing behind took a handkerchief out of his coat pocket and handed it over...

Jian thanked her and wiped her tears with it. While wiping it, she said to Ozawa, "I know it's not easy for you to accept me right away, but you have to give me a chance to accept me... Promise me,

My child, stop resisting me so much...let Mommy take good care of you and make up for the guilt of the past five years, okay? Okay, Ozawa?"

She asked loudly, slowly approaching him.

But Ozawa suddenly jumped off the bench, walked a few steps forward, turned his back to her, cocked his head, and refused to answer.

The hands were fisted again and again, and fisted again and again.

Jane looked at his movements and seemed to have understood. She turned back and smiled at the confidant. There was a sense of confidence that could not be ignored in her smile.

"Would you like to have dinner with me and Brando?"
Chapter completed!