“Mom…”

“Don’t call me that. I’m not your mom. If I hear you calling me that again, I’ll cut your tongue off too. Your mom is still waiting for you in the countryside.”

After speaking, Belinda shut the door again.

Tears flowed down Celine’s face, yet she dared not cry out loud anymore.

She was the perfect example of someone fallen from grace.

Hunter heard Celine’s cries from the bed. Although he felt sorry for her, he stayed quiet.

When he heard footsteps approaching, he closed his eyes.