"Lily, you..."
Skye Brown’s voice caught in her throat, an inexplicable sourness in her nose.
She was montarily stunned and suddenly smiled: "No need, no need to help like this... I know the relationship between the Wellington family and the Lucas family, having your people or even Mr. Lucas’s people help , isn’t it going against the Wellington family? Lily, this isn’t such a troubleso thing, Molly is my daughter, that’s an unchangeable fact, I can..."
"You cannot!" Lily anxiously interrupted Skye’s words.
"Skye, you cannot... this matter isn’t as simple as you think, Dylan Wellington he..."
"What about him, can he really stop from seeing Molly? Lily, I’m not hiding it from you, actually before yesterday, I not only saw Molly, but spent two months with her. It’s all about fate, maybe this is the nature of a mother and daughter, I inadvertently t Molly, that child..."
Skye gently recounted her ti over the past two months, describing her coincidental ti spent with Molly.
As she spoke, the corners of her lips held a smile—a smile filled with happy mories of thinking of a certain person.
Lily listened to Skye’s voice, hearing her speak about Molly Wellington with a smile, her own expression darkening unknowingly.
"Skye, so the past two months have been like this for you..." Lily felt a sourness inside, realizing that Skye had already deeply interacted with Dylan Wellington and Molly.
And Skye seed completely unaware of Dylan Wellington’s amnesia—or rather, she didn’t understand it.
She had been so deeply hurt that she mistook Dylan Wellington’s mory loss as a deliberate act of forgetting her.
Poor Skye, had she really beco so self-deprecating?
Just because of one cold and indifferent look from Dylan Wellington, she dared not think deeply and only hid within a self-imposed safest distance.
Lily took a deep breath and said: "Skye, if that’s the case, then you should more readily accept my help. Unless you want your daughter to call another woman mother."
Skye: "..."
Holding the phone, Skye’s smile, which had appeared when ntioning Molly Wellington, suddenly froze.
Call another woman mother?
Little... Little Molly?
Lily’s sudden words nearly stopped Skye’s heart.
She suddenly rembered, thinking back to Dylan Wellington’s previous blind date with that Miss Williams... Oh no, not just her...
If Miss Williams failed, there would be other ladies like Miss Holbrook, Ms. Collins—even Skye rembered regretfully that the person persuading Dylan Wellington to go on blind dates early and find another mother for Molly was herself.
"L-Lily... I... I..." Skye’s lips trembled, unable to find her voice for a long ti.
"You really can’t accept it, Skye."
Lily closed her eyes and finished for her.
As a mother herself, how could Lily not understand the heart of a mother?
Letting Ben Lucas, Abbie, Lulu, Yana call another woman mother would be no different than stabbing her heart with a dull knife.
No mother could accept such a thing.
Skye: "I... then I’ll talk to Dylan Wellington..."
"Talking to Dylan Wellington, it’s already..." Lily hesitated slightly, uttering three words, "no use..."
"..." Skye was speechless.
No use?
Recalling the scene of their first eting after returning, the sa obstinate and indifferent Dylan Wellington.
That man, it seems... really is no use...
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