My Wife Is A Seer

Nora was in tears.

She looked pleadingly at Jasper: “Jasper, William is not my real son. But you should be able to see how I treat him, he’s not my own but he’s closer than my own. Your grandfather, your uncle, your cousins, they all love William.”

Taking Jasper’s hand, “They don’t know about William’s birth, nor did they ever think that William’s birth would be problematic. If they know, your grandfather and your uncle wouldn’t be able to take the blow.”

She was about to kneel down to him, “Jasper, I beg you, don’t tell anyone, okay?”

Jasper pulled her back and soothed her, telling her to calm down first.

He just wanted to find out why.

He would also like to follow this lead and see if he could find Reeva.

Nora also thought of this: “Didn’t the oldest son of the Bates family give birth to a daughter? How did it become a son? Jasper, did you make a mistake? His family gave birth to a daughter, he ……”

Jasper interrupted her, “It’s not a daughter, it’s not a son, but twins.” He repeated what he had said that day to her, “Not long after Alfred’s sacrifice, Ivy’s identity was also revealed. She was grieving and fled all the way, which eventually triggered a premature birth. The Bates family received two letters later.”

The first letter, saying that a son was born.

The second letter, saying that a daughter had been born.

Jasper told her, “Their identity is special and they will inevitably be hunted down and killed. To be safe, they would deliberately put out false information to confuse the enemy. So both the Bates family and my grandfather knew that the first letter was to confuse the enemy and the second letter was the real news. Therefore, they spread the word that the Bates family’s son only had one granddaughter.”

Nora wondered, teary-eyed, “They all think so, so why do you think differently?”

Jasper blurted out, “Intuition!”

Yes! It was all about intuition!

Intuitively, the first letter was a real letter, only the person writing it was not very good at expressing it.

William, bracelets, premature birth all had some kind of connection to the Bates family.

He even wondered: was there some greater secret waiting to be discovered by this intuition that had somehow arisen?

Nora begged him again, “The Bates family doesn’t know they have a son, so don’t say anything. If you don’t say anything, they won’t know, and William can stay the Sharp family’s child.”

Jasper nodded and promised her, “Okay, I won’t say anything, I won’t tell them.” At most, he could tell Helena, who had a very tight mouth, that she wouldn’t spread it around. Between him and Helena, there was nothing that could not be said.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Nora was in a bit of disbelief, “You really won’t say?”

Jasper’s tone was sure: “Really, I won’t say.”

Nora was still skeptical.

Jasper continued to reassure her: “I was also hesitant when investigating this matter, I know how important William is to the Sharp family. If something were to happen to him, half of the Sharp family would fall. Auntie, I’ve seen everything you’ve done for William over the years, and it’s true that he hasn’t suffered a bit with the Sharp family.”

He was billions of times happier than Helena!

Also an outcast, William had become the king of the outcasts!

Nora settled down and sobbed as she wiped her tears: “I didn’t think of cheating anyone. I was just thinking that my baby came to me in a different form. Do you know, Jasper? The third child I was carrying died in the womb.”

Jasper was shocked: “It died?”

25 years ago Nora was pregnant with her third child, and since she had two children, she was not overly nervous.

When she was eight months pregnant, she suddenly felt that her stomach was not quite right: “The fetal movement seemed to have slowed down, but when I couldn’t feel him move, he could move again. It was a particularly chaotic time for the Sharps family, with several projects going wrong at the same time and your uncle and grandfather both running around outside. I just assumed that I was too nervous and feeling wrong.”

She relaxed her spirit.

Nor did she tell them about it, lest they would worry.

After a few more days, her stomach began to ache vaguely and she really realized that something was wrong with the baby.

She secretly went to the hospital under the pretext of seeing a friend: “After the doctor examined me, he told me to be induced, saying that the baby’s umbilical cord was wrapped around the neck and had wrapped around a dead knot that he would not turn out on its own and was gone.”

She couldn’t accept this and refused to be induced, asking to keep the baby: “It’s gone, how can I keep it? There was no way to save it. I started bleeding heavily at night and had to have an operation to save my life. Because of the accident, my body was completely ruined and I couldn’t have another baby.”

After the abortion, she was still afraid to talk about it.

She didn’t want them to be upset. She didn’t want to upset them either, as things at work were already upsetting enough. And her two sons counted the days on their hands: how many more days until they could see their brother.

They were eager for him to come to the world.

She could not strike them.

She became self-conscious and demoralised, wandering around the streets like a wandering ghost.

Coincidentally: “A man, unkempt, no age visible, only a pair of eyes, listless and festering. He also had a bloody odour about him, and two hands as black as if he had dug coal. He had a baby in his arms and then shoved the baby at me.”

She was confused.

When she opened the bag and took a look, her heart ached: “William was such a small one, crying like a mosquito, barely audible cries. His hand exposed was a pencil stick. Really, it was so thin that it made my heart ache.”

She asked the man what he meant.

The man was disoriented and spoke only barely audibly, “His parents are dead. I don’t know how to raise him, so I’ll give him to you.”

Holding the baby in her arms, she asked, “Why me?”

The man swept her round, “You can feed him.”

Nora recalled, “I was so confused, by the time I looked back he was gone. Later I thought that he must have seen something from the way I was walking, or maybe he smelled the milk on me.”

She breastfed William.

She carried him to the hospital, lied to the doctor that William was her premature baby: “My symptoms at the time fit my reasoning, so no one, from the doctor to the Sharp family, suspected me. I replaced that unfortunate news with William and also felt that God had sent the baby to me in a different form. He only had this bracelet on him at the time, nothing but this bracelet.”

William entered the warming box.

It took nearly three months of resuscitation and treatment before he got well.

And because of this, the entire Sharp family pampered him extraordinarily, and every time they tried to punish him, they felt that it was not easy for him to survive.

Nora sighed long and hard: “I am a jewellery designer. I can tell the price of this bracelet. I guessed at the time that William was the child of a rich family, and that the mother could have been unmarried and pregnant, or cheated and given birth, and couldn’t keep him.”

She had thought of many possibilities, but this one had not occurred to her alone.

The Bates family! She never dreamed that William would be the grandson of the Bates family!

But her thought at the time was, “Since I can’t keep him, I get rid of his bracelet. I was going to melt the bracelet, but in case something happens to William and he needs his kin to save him, he can still rely on this bracelet to solicit information.”

So she didn’t melt it, just covered the writing on it with silver.

She was a designer, not a craftswoman.

She could not do perfect workmanship, but the layman could not see it.

William was also specifically instructed: that this bracelet was of great significance and must not be shown off to the public.

William probably thought that confession was a big deal and that he had to take the most important thing to show his feelings. Seriously, she felt something was going to happen when Jasper said yesterday that he took a bracelet to set his love.

Nora finally begged him, and was also the last to make sure he meant it: “I didn’t want to deceive anyone, I just did my best to try to protect my family. Jasper, the oldest son and his wife of the Bates family have passed away, if William returned to the Bates family, apart from inheriting some property, who else can love him? He stays in the Sharp family, I’m his mother, your uncle is his father, he’s still a child with a mother and father to love.”

Jasper understood: “I know, I won’t say anything. Auntie, can I keep this bracelet with me? I’m afraid he’ll take it out again and get the attention of the Bates family, and then it will really be too late.”