Chapter 14
My mind went blank for a moment.
Instinct kept my eyes glued to the phone screen, unable to look away, as message notifications popped up one after another.
Sender: Ms. Panda Zhaodi.
Here in the U.S, a woman in the same Pacific time zone is sending messages to my husband.
And this woman is the impoverished girl from the mountains whom I chose to sponsor eleven years ago.
Zhang Zhaodi.
She’s only two years older than my daughter.
I’ve always treated her like my own daughter.
Looking at it now.
It seems I’m the only one in the family who treats her like a daughter.
A chill ran through me from head to toe.
My heartbeat was heavy and blurred, each thump a painful reminder.
I fought the urge to throw the ashtray at him.
With the last shred of reason, I quietly took Duan Qinghong’s phone away.
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