Chapter 315 As if her facade was exposed, the woman was stunned as she panicked and felt guilty.
However, she soon covered it up.
She broke free from Willow's grip and backed away to grab her daughter's hand forcefully. She started venting her frustrations and anger on her daughter. "What are you crying for? Don't you think I've had it hard enough? Why did I even give birth to you? I really have the worst luck!" She left resentfully while she alternated between scolding her daughter and Willow.
This woman tended to use her love for her daughter as an excuse at hto make her husband obey her. She used him like a slave.
By claiming that her daughter would feel hurt, she reprimanded and insulted her husband whenever something went wrong.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe was just using her daughter as an excuse to get what she wanted.
Her concern for her daughter was just to conceal the fact that she only cared about herself and an excuse for her to be harsh.
Her husband's toleration ended up nurturing her arrogant personality.
The woman never held back when she was in public either, but it surprised her when someone saw through her and taught her a lesson.
She felt guilty for being exposed and angry for being punished, but she had no way to fight back.
She had no choice but to vent her frustrations on her daughter.
As Willow watched the woman leave with her daughter, she felt sorry for the little girl for having such a mother. Not every mother loved their child earnestly.
Willow hurried outside to see her three children standing against the wall. They had stayed put without going anywhere.
Willow's heart ached, but she also felt comforted to see how obedient and vigilant her children were.
"Con, let's go find Tristan," Willow said to them. She held onto two of them with one hand, and the othe with her other hand as they hurried toward the lounge.
Perhaps Tristan had gone back when he didn't see her at the restroom's entrance.
Willow soon arrived at the lounge after hurrying over with her children. She looked around but couldn't find Tristan anywhere.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe began to feel weak from panic.
What was she to do now that Tristan was lost? What should she do if he was kidnapped? Julian could sense Willow's concern for Tristan when he felt her hand tremble.
He looked up and comforted her, saying. "Mommy, Tris is really smart so he'll be okay."
"Yeah, he'll be okay. We'll find him.
Let's go to the broadcast room and get the announcer to help," Willow said. With this new idea, Willow hurried to the mall's broadcast room with her children.
Upon arriving at the broadcast room, she heard someone say, "Dear me, this child is a genius He's only four years old but he managed to fix the operating system that even the senior technicians couldn't fix!" "Kid, thanks for your help. Here's a token of my appreciation. Buy yourself a lollipop."
Willow looked toward the source of the voice to find a little boy sitting in front of a computer. His charming! les. face looked slightly upset. He glanced at the money without taking it and said proudly, "Mister, loan't accept your money. My mommy will scold me."