Chapter 5 Looking at the boy whose features resembled Brianna’s, I had a vague guess.
This must b
be Gregory and Brianna’s love child.
They had kept it well hidden for over twenty years, never letting me find out.
It seems this drama is even more interesting than I imagined.
My mother–in–law sat
at the head of
the head of the room, looking at the boy with a stern expression. “Gregory, what’s going on?”
The atmosphere) in the living room froze once again,
The boy looked like he was about to cry, his eyes red–rimmed.
“Sister, my name is George. I… I’ve always known about you.”
He spoke with a slight stutter, his voice low but trembling.
He glanced at me furtively, then quickly lowered his head, as if afraid I would scold him.
“My….
y… my mom, she often told me about you, said you were very talented and beautiful…
Brianna began to sob on cue, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, her shoulders shaking.
“Xixi, my precious daughter, mommy has missed you so much all these years…
She looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
“George… he’s always wanted d to meet you too.
- o. We often secretly went to see you…
George nodded eagerly, hastily adding.
“It’s true! Sister, I even enrolled in your school, just to… to be closer to you…
He pulled out a stack of photos from his pocket and carefully handed them to Xixi.
“These are pictures of you. I… I took them secretly…”
Xixi took the stack of photos and flipped through them briefly. There were photos of her in her graduation gown, smiling brightly, exhausted after dance practice; engaged in a debate with classmates, looking vibrant and energetic…
Xixi felt goosebumps rising all over her body. For years, there had been a creepy stalker hiding near her, watching and secretly photographing
her!
Gregory wasn’t idle either. He walked up to his mother, pointing at George, his tone grave.
“Mom, this is the Johnson family’s grandson! All the elders are here to witness, please… please accept him!”
Gregory was quite clever. He knew that after his father’s passing, his mother was actually the one who had the final say in the Johnson family.
He invited all the relatives to pressure his mother into accepting this child.
He was certain that if his mother accepted George, I would have nothing to say about it.
After all, in these twenty–five years, he had observed my obedience and fillal plety towards his mother.
George was quick–witted. He immediately turned to my mother–in–law, respectfully calling out, “Grandma!”
My mother–in–law looked at George, then at me, her eyes complex. She didn’t immediately respond to George’s call.
