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Chapter 659 They are the Ultimate Victims
Chapter 659 They are the Ultimate Victims
‘Crash!’ The cup slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces of white porcelain.
Ben stood frozen in place, as if turned into ice, staring unblinkingly at that face, which had left an indelible impression. If it wasn’t his daughter, then who was it?
“Dad…” Evelyn choked, her words bitter and throaty as if her throat was being slashed. “It’s me, I’m back.”
She watched as a mix of sadness, extreme joy, and ultimately sorrow crossed Ben’s eyes. He staggered towards her with unsteady steps, his tone resolute but filled with heartache.
“No! You’re not our daughter. Our daughter died, she died five
years ago…”
Evelyn’s heart was being twisted like a knife. Nothing could compare to the pain of hearing such despair from her loved
ones.
“Dad, Mom, it’s me, Evelyn. I’m really back…” Every ounce of strength drained from Evelyn’s body along with the fading youthfulness of her parents’ faces and their lifeless.
expressions. She knew that these years had been hard for them, terribly hard, filled with hopelessness and loneliness. that couldn’t be put into words.
And she had walked away, so selfishly, thinking that as long as she was alive, everything would be fine. But she didn’t realize that sometimes death was a release, and the living could only endure endless torment.
She knew they would have lived a comfortable life, but they didn’t know she was still alive. They only felt that their beloved daughter had left the world, and their only concern was gone, making living no different from being dead.
Evelyn’s heart was twisted into knots. With a loud ‘thud,’ she dropped to her knees, kneeling straight and firm before Ben and Lucy. “Dad, Mom, I’m so sorry!”
All the hardships, all the circumstances that forced her away, were not enough to explain her five years of absence. For her parents, they were the ultimate victims.
Lucy helped her up, her voice choked with tears. “Evelyn, Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.
you’re really my Evelyn…”
“Just get up first.” Ben still hadn’t recovered from this immense news. His gaze shifted from Evelyn kneeling to the child by their side. “Explain this, too. What’s the story with this child?”
Finally hearing someone mention him, Lucas hadn’t forgotten Evelyn’s instructions since entering the house. He had been waiting for an opportunity to call out, and now he immediately shouted in a loud voice, “Grandma, Grandpa, hello!”
It was fine if he didn’t shout. But his shout almost made Ben and Lucy faint again.
Among the neighbors, Lucy was worried about gossip and quickly pulled the two inside, closing the door. In disbelief, she looked at the radish-haired child. “This child… what does he call me?”
“Grandma!” Lucas cleverly replied before anyone else, “You’re Mommy’s mommy, so you’re my grandma!”
In an instant, this statement stunned the elderly couple.
Mommy’s mommy, which meant Evelyn was this child’s
mother.
Looking closely, he really did resemble her.
Ben and Lucy’s expressions became complicated. It couldn’t be called happiness, nor could it be described as unhappiness. They were simply overwhelmed, but the best thing was that she had returned, she had come back alive.
The four of them walked into the living room, and as they ventured further inside, Lucas became curious. He looked around, from east to west, but he also sensed that something
was amiss. He quietly asked Evelyn, “Mommy, is this where you grew up as a child?”
“Yeah, you can explore everywhere, it’s okay,” Evelyn didn’t want the child to be involved in the heavy conversation, so she let him go play on his own. “That room over there is Mommy’s bedroom. You can see how it’s different from yours.”
“Okay!” Lucas immediately rushed into the room with a thud, thud, thud.