Trapped with a Doctor novel Chapter 338

I was allowed to stay with my mom for only a short time. When I was taken away from her, I swore in my mind that I would work hard to earn a lot of money when I grew up, so that I could be able to support my mom all on my own.

Luckily, my dad loved me so much that he couldn't bear seeing me unhappy like that, so he allowed mom to come to the castle to keep me company.

During those days, every time I pestered dad to let me see mom, he would call her.

Although I was still young then, I was well aware that dad still loved mom, and I also knew that deep inside he also wanted to see my mom.

For a few times, I had noticed something in my dad's eyes whenever he looked at mom. It was as tender as whenever he would look at me.

Then, fortunately, my dad finally found out about the truth of my grandmother's death, which proved my mom's innocence.

In order to win my mom back, dad sent me back to my mom's house and asked me to help him coax mom.

At the beginning, I was very angry with my dad and wasn't willing to cooperate with him. But dad told me that if mom could forgive him, the three of us would be able to reunite, and what's more, I might be able to have a brother or a sister, and we could all forever live together.

Dad succeeded in persuading me to side with him.

That was why every night when I slept together with mom, I would always put in good words for dad. I told her how well dad had treated me, and how great of a father he was...

One day, dad was wounded for saving a beautiful woman.

On one hand, I felt proud for having such a brave father, but on the other hand, I was angry with him on behalf of my mom.

Why were there so many beautiful women around my dad besides my mom?

Coincidentally, someone called my dad at that time. I ran as quickly as I could to grab the phone before dad could answer it. Just as I had expected, it was my mom.

I deliberately told mom about how dad had been wounded for saving another woman. I had to teach dad a lesson because he had conspired with that beautiful woman to irritate my mom.

Then, I heard my dad cautiously explain himself to mom. I was amused by his anxious look when he was trying to make everything clear to mom.

After he hung up the phone, dad blamed me, saying I had brought trouble to him. But I pretended to be innocent and clueless about what he meant.

Dad found it hard to explain everything to me, so he gave up on blaming me and went to smoke. I cheerfully ran out of the room.

With dad's efforts and mine, mom finally forgave dad.

Then, after a few months, mom gave birth to a set of twins of mixed sex. That was to say I had a younger brother and a younger sister.

I felt that I was the happiest and luckiest child in this world because I had a brother and a sister at the same time.

However, after having given birth to the twins, my mom stayed in a coma and hadn't woken up for a long time.

All of our family members were very worried. Dad stayed at my mom's bedside day and night.

I ran to my brother and my sister's bedside and slapped their butts. I blamed them, "It's your fault. Because of you guys, mommy hasn't woken up yet. She has been sleeping for a long time... Huhuhu... I hate you! I want my mommy!"

I was so sad. I didn't want my mom to sleep in bed everyday, being unable to speak, or eat, or look at me!

Both my paternal grandfather and maternal grandfather came, took me away from the twins, and comforted me. They told me that my mom would definitely wake up one day.

I believed them because Chuck, who was my sworn father, also told me the same thing.

Every day, on my way back home after school, I would stand at the door of a temple and pray for my mom as the other people did.

I prayed with sincerity, and miraculously, my mom really woke up in the end.

When I was a high school student, I had recalled the memory in those days.

I thought my mom was really a great woman. Her love to my dad was so selfless and pure.

Auntie Wendy was the person who had witnessed the whole love story of my dad and mom, so I had once asked her curiously, "Auntie Wendy, didn't my mommy get a divorce with daddy? Why did she still work in daddy's company after?"

It was a turning point of their love story... My mom went to work in dad's company.

It was difficult for normal people to understand why my mom made such a decision. Since she had divorced my dad, why did she still go work in his company? Wasn't she afraid of being sad to see my dad?

I really couldn't figure out the reason why, so I had to ask Auntie Wendy.