Telling Lies, loving you

Chapter 65 I Support You, Mom

She didn't expect that Wyn would turn to her so openly and brazenly.

What should she do if the man in the neighbourhood recognized her? Will she become the people's focus in the future? No woman wants to suffer this. How helpless she should be. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

She clearly remembered that Scott's suit jacket had fallen off the staircase but it was gone when she looked at it today. It seemed that it was taken away by the cleaner in the neighbourhood as rubbish.

"What should I do? The CEO's clothes were lost. Should I compensate him?" She seemed to remember that the brand of the dress was France, and it must be more expensive than that in the domestic market.

At the thought of this, she felt that her future was going to be miserable.

"Michelle? Why did you come back so late? Do you know how much I worry about you? " When she was about to reach the door, she suddenly heard the voice of her mother. She looked back subconsciously and saw the tension and worry in her mother's eyes. Her heart ached and suddenly had an impulse to cry.

Olivia seemed to realize that something was wrong with her. He rushed forward and took her cold hand. "What's wrong with you, my child? Did something happen to you?"

She wanted to hide her sadness, but after her mother's question, she couldn't help but cry. Olivia was so anxious that she opened the door in a hurry and led her in.

She sat on the couch and kept crying. While Olivia sat beside her, holding her in her arms, and gently stroked her hair. "Child, you have to believe that everything in the world has its meaning. Don't think too much, or I'll feel bad when I see you like this. "

"Yes." Michelle nodded her head, leaning against her mother's chest.

At lunch time, the mother and the daughter just cooked a simple bowl of noodles to eat. And Michelle rushed to wash the dishes as usual. There was no need to worry about the back as the wound was on it.

She hadn't showered for a whole day and felt very uncomfortable. Michelle returned to her room to get some clothes for change, and then went to the bathroom. She washed her head and wiped her body with a handkerchief.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Michelle couldn't help being lost in thought.

"Don't come to work in the company these days. I will contact you if there is anything. If you can't take it, I will allow you to work at home. You will get salary. "

This was what Scott told her after she left the hospital. After she gave it much thought, she always worried that her mother would be suspicious of this. Now that the gauze was firmly sealed around the wound on her back, she was curious about what the hell it looked like.

"Michelle, why don't you turn on the water when you are taking shower?" As she was wondering, there was a voice of her mother outside the door.

"Oh, I'm done. I'm putting on my clothes now." Then she began to get dressed in a hurry.

When she went out, she found her mother was wearing her working uniform. Michelle asked in surprise, "Mom, didn't you go to work this morning? Why are you still going in the afternoon?"

"A colleague is sick and asked me to be her scapegoat for several days."

"Mom, this job is already very hard, I will be very worried about you if you continue to work like this. How about quitting your job and I support you? " The guards took turns every day, while their mother

had been on the early shift all the time. She had already less sleep. But now, she had to work for others. How could she bear that as a daughter?