Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 399 I Never Have a Mother's Love

Kristy probably didn't expect me to take the initiative to talk to her. She was stunned for a few seconds, and then her face lit up with unexpected joy

I didn't have time to think about the reason why she seemed happy. I secretly sighed with emotions

I guessed that when I was a little girl, I must have had the same happy look on my face when I occasionally saw my parents come home and heard that they would stay home to have dinner with me

With a vague sense of vindictive pleasure, I

walked out of the ward with my head held high, saying nothing moreNôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

The top floor of the hospital was reserved for VIPs only, so an exclusive reception room was installed next to each ward

But I didn't stop when I passed the reception room. Kristy looked at me and hesitated to follow. It wasn't until I opened the hospital rooftop door that she trotted a few steps after me and grabbed my wrist

"Olive, it's a bit windy today. Your body won't stand it."

"Although I am hospitalized, I'm stronger than you think. You should know that better than anyone. After all, I'm even perfectly OK with withstanding a storm on a snowy mountain."

I said calmly and pulled open the rooftop door stubbornly

Only when the cool wind blew on my face did I stop feeling so anxious

Perhaps Kristy felt a bit guilty after I mentioned what had happened in Antarctica either intentionally or unintentionally. Anyway, she was extremely submissive when facing me today, which, as far as I was concerned, was an act of decency before we officially broke off legal relations

I leaned against the railing of the rooftop and faced Kristy, feeling that the woman walking slowly toward me had not changed at all

She was exactly as I remembered, the woman I had waited all night on the windowsill when I was a little girl

"You know, Kristy, I've longed so many times to stand with you like this or to be like other kids who put their arms around their mothers! necks and ask for a weekend BBQ on the rooftop

"Unfortunately, my wishes were never fulfilled

I rarely saw you during the day, and I've never enjoyed a family BBQ or even a dinner with both my parents present."

Kristy was silent, while I felt like I had a lot to say to her in one breath

"T didn't know till I was in kindergarten that other kids would get birthday gifts when it was their birthday, and their parents would be there for them no less. So I wrote a postcard to you and Dad in the few words I knew, saying that I wanted to have dinner with you on my sixth birthday, but I never received a reply. As for the birthday gift... Do you remember what it was?

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Oh, that's right. I'm sure you do because all you ever got me was a stuffed penguin. The same gift every year. The timeline was so fixed and simple. How could you forget?

"I won my first speech contest in primary school. At that time, my teachers were amazed at why a normally quiet girl would suddenly take the initiative to participate in a speech contest. You know what? The title of that speech contest was 'My Mother', and I said all the things I never had a chance to say to you on the stage."

At this point, my eyes turned red involuntarily

It wasn't because I felt aggrieved when recalling it. Instead, it was because I could tell from Kristy's face that she was completely unaware of any of it when I recalled it

The scenes that appeared in my dreams so many

nights and the grudges that haunted me throughout every day were nothing but unfamiliar words to Kristy, something she had never experienced

I felt defeated all of a sudden, and the hatred piling up in my heart for years vanished when I saw the almost innocent expression on Kristy's face

Expectation was the reason for long-lasting sorrow and resentment

As of today, Ino longer had any expectations of my so-called parents

I smiled at Kristy and finally, as if at peace with my old self, said the words I thought I would never say

"Kristy, I don't blame you. It's not that I'm upset

with anyone that I choose to keep the baby. I Just want a chance to redeem myself as a child. I want to give my baby unreservedly what I can't get from you."

I once saw a quote online that really resonated with a lot of people. They said that many people wanted to be no one but kids when they grew up, and the first child they raised was actually themselves

For example, someone who got their first paycheck would go on a buying spree for snacks and toys they couldn't get as a kid, treating themselves generously with money, as they had never enjoyed it when they were little

Some adults would go to the amusement park and ride the merry-go-round again and again

They did so just to use the time to make up for the child who once sat on the wooden horse and

was ordered to go home

And it seemed that I was a bit different from them. I never had a mother's love, so the first person I wanted to be as an adult was a mother

I wanted to be a proper mother, a mother who would firmly choose her kid regardless of the situation