Leah Thorne followed Serena Sterling to a small town where the scenery was beautiful, and the climate was like spring all year round. She settled down here.
The scar on Leah’s right cheek never healed, and when she first arrived, the neighborhood kids would chase after her, calling her the ugly sister.
However, these troubleso kids were quickly disciplined by their parents. The neighbors were particularly friendly to her and even brought so local pastries to apologize. Everyone got along pleasantly and harmoniously.
Yet, those troubleso kids still circled around her, calling her the ugly sister. To this, Leah just smiled and didn’t take it to heart.
Serena Sterling went to the mall to buy so clothes and saw Leah sitting in front of her house from afar. In her hand, she held a red string, which she manipulated between her slender, fair fingers to quickly create various beautiful shapes.
Wow.
The group of kids was amazed, their eyes shining as they looked at Leah. "Ugly sister, how did you do that? Can you teach us?"
"This...," Leah playfully blinked, "Alright then, I’ll reluctantly teach you."
"That’s aweso!" The kids jumped up in happiness.
At this mont, one of the kids pointed at Leah’s left face, "Look, the ugly sister’s left face is so pretty."
The kids moved forward, reaching out their little hands to cover Leah’s scarred right cheek, then exclaid as they looked at her left face, "Oh my, ugly sister’s left face is truly beautiful. I’ve never seen such a pretty sister before; like a fairy descended from heaven."
"Huh, why do I suddenly feel that the ugly sister looks familiar? I think I’ve seen her sowhere!"
"Where?"
"On... on TV, oh, I rember now, it was on TV!"
"How is that possible? My mom said all the pretty sisters on TV are big stars, and ordinary people like us never see them. How could the ugly sister be a big star?"
These were just children, not mature yet, and with everyone talking like this, they quickly dismissed the idea that Leah could be a big star.
At this point, the children’s mothers appeared, "Ti’s up, co ho for dinner!"
"Mom, we want to play with the ugly sister a little longer." The kids gathered around Leah, unwilling to leave.
The mothers ca over and smiled at Leah, "Miss, ever since you ca, our sons and daughters have been drawn to you. They love playing with you."
Leah patted the children’s heads, "I love playing with them too. We’ve already beco good friends."
As she spoke, Leah placed her small hand on her slightly protruding belly, filled with happiness. "In six more months, my baby will be born. I’m learning how to be a good mom."
Leah has always loved children, and now she is an expectant mother. Her eyes glowed with maternal brilliance, warm and gentle.
Leah is very content now.
"Miss, you’ve been here for several days. Where’s your husband?"
"Yes, we’ve never seen your husband. Being pregnant is hard work for a woman; a man should be by your side."
Serena, up ahead, overheard them talking about this and quickly stepped forward, intending to interrupt.
Leah was finally beginning to co back to life, bit by bit, with her eyes smiling brightly. Serena didn’t want anything accidental to happen.
But Serena’s steps suddenly halted because she heard Leah up ahead say, "My husband... is not by my side now. I seem to have lost him, but I know who he is. I will find him!"
Serena looked up at Leah in shock; she didn’t know whether Leah’s words were true or false.
But she recalled sothing strange, which was that ever since Leah lost her mory, she never asked who the father of her child was.
This didn’t make sense.
A woman waking up to find herself pregnant should first ask how it happened and who the father is, but Leah never asked.
This long-overlooked question suddenly struck, leaving Serena stunned.
At this mont, Leah turned her head and imdiately saw her, "Serena, you’re back?"
Serena quickly refocused her thoughts and walked forward, "Yes, Leah, I bought so clothes for the baby."
...
Serena bought Leah a courtyard house in the town, nestled between mountains and water, a place to nurture life.
In the room, looking at the pile of baby clothes on the large bed, Leah said with emotion, "Serena, you didn’t just buy a little clothing. It looks like you’ve stocked my baby’s wardrobe for a year."
"Of course, I am the baby’s godmother," Serena replied, affectionately patting Leah’s belly.
"Serena, I’ve settled down here. You don’t need to stay with anymore. Taking up your ti is my fault. Go, save others, Dr. Serena."
Serena had been accompanying Leah all this while, putting many dical projects and surgeries on hold. Now that Leah was stable, it was ti for Serena to leave.
"Leah," Serena looked up at her, "do you know... who the baby’s father is?"
"Oh my god!" Leah quickly covered her mouth in shock. "Serena, we’re so close, haven’t I told you who the father is?"
Serena shook her head, "No."
"Co here, let write it for you."
Quickly, Leah sat at the writing desk, picked up a pen, and wrote a na on the paper, "Serena, look, the baby’s father is him!"
Serena looked over, and a familiar na leapt into her sight: Justin Xavier.
Leah had written Justin Xavier’s na on the paper!
Serena montarily suspected she was seeing things, but Leah was writing clearly, and indeed it was the na Justin Xavier.
At this mont, Leah propped her chin in her hands and gazed out the window into the distance, "Serena, I can’t rember the story between him and now. I can’t even recall his face. Perhaps we were a one-night stand."
"But there’s always a voice murmuring in my ear, saying, Leah, don’t forget . My na is Justin Xavier."
"So, I’ve rembered his na, Justin Xavier. I’ve engraved it on my heart."
Serena looked at the na "Justin Xavier" on the paper and finally understood. Leah hadn’t forgotten.
Justin Xavier had spent many years etching his mark on Leah. This mark ran deep in her bones and remained despite the years.
In the end, she couldn’t leave him behind.
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