With a hint of fear in his eyes, Jack Thompson desperately shook his head, murmuring, "Mommy, we don't know how to choose, we don't want to leave you either."
Charlotte Thompson tilted her head, knowing very well the dilemmas her two children were facing. Her eyes started to well up with tears.
How could she bear to let them go?
To her, all her children were like her own flesh and heart. Losing them was equivalent to having a piece of her heart ripped out alive.
Charlotte lifted her head, fighting to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.
The air went extremely quiet. Adam Ross, sitting opposite to them, didn't know what to say. Silently, he watched the mother and her children with an indescribable agony in his eyes.
Jack extended his little hand to tug on Charlotte's sleeve. His eyes were red and he couldn't utter a single word. Uncontrolled tears began to fall like broken beads, incessantly pouring down.