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Jack rushed to the door and picked up Ella who had collapsed on the ground, running
towards the emergency department.
Tommy, seeing this, wanted to follow, but after a few steps, he came back and warned
me viciously.
“Bad mom, I hate you. You made dad fight and made Sister Ella faint. I don’t want you to be my mom anymore.”
Looking at the little kid in front of me, I suddenly felt a bit sentimental.
When Tommy was just born, I quite liked this little milk bun.
Back then, he was sensible and good–looking
He would call me “Mommy” all day long, surrounding me, and was somewhat of a
salvation in my life.
I couldn’t understand why the female lead had such great charm.
My adorable little milk bun, under the influence of Ella and Leo, had become someone I
didn’t recognize anymore.
After all, he was someone I had truly loved. Before I left, I wanted to give him an unforgettable grand gift.
So I called Tommy back and asked him to borrow a fruit knife from the neighboring ward, promising that I would never bother Ella again.
Tommy was still young. Thinking that I would no longer cause trouble for Ella, he happily brought the knife over.
Taking the fruit knife, Tommy crossed his arms and urged,
“Is this enough? Don’t bother Sister Ella anymore In the future.”
I couldn’t help but smile.
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Tommy was still young. Thinking that I would no longer cause trouble for Ella, he happi brought the knife over.
Taking the fruit knife, Tommy crossed his arms and urged,
“Is this enough? Don’t bother Sister Ella anymore in the future.”
I couldn’t help but smile.
“Don’t rush. I have one last gift for you.”
In front of Tommy, I unhesitatingly put the knife to my throat.
With one slash, fresh blood sprayed out, splattering on his face.
This was the unforgettable grand gift I wanted to give him.
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