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Xixi watched the bloody scene unfolding before her in horror, while I calmly sipped my tea.
The police arrived quickly and took Gregory away.
Xixi asked me in a daze: “Mom, is this the show you wanted me to see?”
I put
down my teacup and solemnly instructed her:
–“Xixi, mom is teaching you today, don’t go easy on your enemies.”
“Gregory and the others tried to seize our assets, kicking him out of the family would have been enough. Why be so harsh?” Xixi asked, confused.
“Because your father’s injury at the construction site wasn’t an accident. He was lured there by Gregory’s scheme, and the out–of–control truck was sabotaged by Brianna,” I said, trying to keep calm, but my voice still contained hatred.
I still can’t forget how I felt when I saw Jason covered in blood.
For these twenty–five years, I’ve wanted to kill Gregory and Brianna every single day.
But I held back, because I wanted them to destroy each other!
I had arranged Gregory’s chef job, making it convenient for him to access sharp tools.
I had lured Brianna there.
Her lover w
was a male escort. I had the madam give him two fixed–time consumption vouchers for this restaurant that I had bought, with seats directly in front of Gregory’s station. He couldn’t avoid seeing them even if he wanted to.
Brianna was sent to the hospital but died from her injuries.
Later, I heard from Xixi that George, without Brianna’s money, struggled to make ends meet,
and ended up becoming a male escort like his birth father.
When Xixi went out with her girlfriends, one of them even requested his services.
How ironic.
Days passed, and life seemed to return to normal.
But a phone call from the hospital disrupted the calm.
The doctor said Jason had woken up.
I could hardly believe my ears.
After twenty–five years, he was finally awake.
I took Xixi and my mother–in–law to the hospital immediately.
In the ward, Jason lay quietly on the bed, his face pale but his eyes clear.
When he saw me, he smiled slightly.
“Kaia, why have you aged?”
My nose stung, and tears welled up in my eyes.
“You’ve been asleep for so long!” I choked, “We’ve all been waiting for you for a long time.”
I pointed to the door where my mother–in–law and Xixi were waiting to come in.
Jason’s gaze fell on Xixi, and he asked who she was.
I told him honestly that she was our daughter, conceived through IVF.
He was stunned for a moment, but accepted it well, looking at Xixi with a loving gaze.
He asked what our daughter’s name was.
I replied, “Her name is Xixi, with “Soph‘ meaning to think of Jason.”
Jason smiled and said softly, “Xixi… she’s beautiful.”“
