Final Farewell; Letting Go of Yesterday

"Uncle, please don’t blame me for the quarrel between Auntie and me. It’s all my fault—I shouldn’t even exist in this world.

"Put me down. I’d rather kneel on the ground and kowtow to Auntie until she is satisfied. Even if I die like this, I would rather not bring shame upon you."

Lily buried her head sadly in Ethan's arms, glanced at her nonchalantly and added, “It's just that my young auntie did not seem to want to. 

“She said I was shameless and that I was still clinging to her husband even though I was so old. She also said that I was a bitch, just like Mrs. Olson, waiting to be the third party to interfere in other people's families and then get promoted.

“Auntie, yes I admit I am shameless, but this matter has nothing to do with Mrs. Olson."

Casey felt a chill in her heart. The disgraceful history of Ethan's mother's rise to power was always the biggest thorn in his heart.

“You evil-hearted bitch, what else do you have to say? If Lily gets a scar on her face, I will never forgive you!”

He picked up Lily and walked out without ever looking at Casey again.

The woman wiped the tears from her face and caressed the baby in her belly, with only a last glimmer of hope left in her eyes.

Lily was not disfigured, but she insisted on asking Ethan to go to the temple with her under the pretext of praying for herself and her deceased Lilibeth.

The man pulled her up from the hospital bed when she was eight months pregnant, as if giving her alms.

“Casey, I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins.

“Your knife skills are just a little bit off. If you stab her eyeball, Lily will never be able to open her eyes and see me again.

“Your sins are so great. Please wash away the sins for you, your brother and the child in your belly.”

In order to make the prayer work, Ethan asked her to climb up the rugged path with a big belly, while he and Lily watched from the side.

“Climb all the way up! You should be glad I did not make you climb up on your knees.”

In the middle of the conversation, when Ethan just made a call, Lily could not help but do something bad.

With a slight push from behind, Casey rolled down the hillside, her body covered in blood and a hot stream flowing from her lower body.

When Ethan arrived, the woman was kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down her face. 

Casey clutched his arm tightly, not caring about her image at all, her eyes filled with her final desire as she begged, “It hurts, it hurts so much. Ethan, save our child, I beg you.

“This is your own flesh and blood. I carried it for eight months. I really cannot live without it.”

There was a hint of struggle in Ethan's eyes. He gritted his teeth and picked up the woman on the ground in front of Lily.

"Casey, don't be afraid. I promise," he said with the same sincerity as when he once vowed to protect her.

After hearing these words, Casey breathed a sigh of relief and fell into a coma.

She had a dream. In the dream there was Ethan. The man was holding a delicate little girl in his arms. 

He raised his hands high with a smile on his face as he said, “Casey, look at our daughter, she is so beautiful, her nose and mouth look so much like yours.

“Her personality is very similar to mine, stubborn and brave. She will definitely achieve great things in the future. I need to think carefully about giving her a unique name.

“Casey, look! Our daughter is smiling. The higher I raise my hand, the more she smiles. She is so adorable.”

Casey was immersed in a sweet dream, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth and she was just about to ask if she could hold the baby.

In front of her, the man gently raised the little baby in his hand and the next second, he threw it hard to the ground.

After waking up from the dream, Casey broke out in a cold sweat.

She suddenly opened her eyes, sat up straight and ignoring the blood transfusion needle in her hand, she pulled out the needle and went out of bed barefoot.