My Daughter Died in My Husband's Kindergarten

"Mia, what's wrong with you? Just because I haven't been home for a few days to take care of Brandon in the hospital, you won't let Hannah go to kindergarten?

The teachers have told me that she hasn't been to class for several days.

I have told you, Brandon has congenital heart disease. It's not easy for Sylvia to take care of him alone. As the principle of the kindergarten, I just have the empathy that a normal person should have to take care of her.

It's you who have dirty thoughts and suspect us!

Stop doing these meaningless things and send Hannah to school quickly!" Just as the words fell, the phone hung up.

After Hannah had an accident for so long, the first phone call from Baldwin was a questioning one.

"Other teachers?" I was afraid it wa Sylvia.

I asked Charles to help notify the other teachers to attend my daughter's funeral.

Hannah loved staying in the kindergarten when she was alive.

Not only because the teachers treated her well, but also because her father was the principal of the kindergarten.

She was proud and believed that she had the best father in the world.

But it was in her beloved kindergarten.

Because of her beloved father's neglect,

she left forever.

"Have something at least. Hannah won't want to see you like this."

Since Hannah left, I had been unable to sleep or eat.

Charles took a leave of absence because he was worried about my condition.

He was grateful for the helping hand I extended when he was at a loss.

He had taken care of me and my daughter over the years.

But it was not that I didn't want to eat.

It was just that I vomited the mouthful of food I reluctantly swallowed after only two seconds.

Vomiting blood again, I finally couldn't hold on and collapsed.

Charles took me to the hospital, but unfortunately, I encountered two figures I detested the most.

"Charles, it's not appropriate for you to go out with my wife at this time, right?"

Before Baldwin could finish questioning, Sylvia behind him tugged at his sleeve, her voice filled with concern.

"Baldwin, Brandon is still waiting for us. He's still so little. I'm afraid..."

Baldwin's face suddenly showed worry. In his eyes, Brandon lying alone in the hospital bed was a big deal.

But clearly, when Hannah was in the intensive care unit, she also lay alone there.

Even when she passed away, Baldwin wasn't by her side.

After hearing Sylvia's words, he didn't even care about us and turned around to take her away.

Before leaving, he only left one sentence.

"As a mother, remember yo behave yourself!"

"As a mother?"

My Hannah was gone.

No one would call me mom anymore.

I could no longer restrain the urge to destroy everything in my heart.

I was eager to see Baldwin's reaction when he heard about his daughter's death.

Why was I the only one suffering in hell?

Baldwin, on the other hand, was still enjoying the joy of family life.

I stopped him and hoarsely said, "Baldwin, do you think your daughter Hannah, walking on the road to the netherworld, will be afraid?"