Chapter 157

Sara lowered his head. "... I see."

Madam Lawford reached out and took the money from the table, and left in a hurry.

Sara sat alone in his seat for a long time.

The cup of fragrant khaki had become cold, and the gloomy aroma had disappeared. From beginning to end, no one touched it.

It turned out to be so.

"So that's how it is."

Since her mother knew clearly about Lilly's means, why did she send her to the Martin family after death? Why did she do this? Didn't her mother know what kind of treatment she would receive in the Martin family?

Sara painfully embraced his head and tears welled up in his eyes, like dewdrops on the petals in the morning and a butterfly that was about to fly. Both of them were fragile, but his eyes were full of monstrous hatred and confusion.

"Phew?" Aunt Dovlin asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with you? Why are you losing your wits? Did someone bully you?"

Sara shook his head. "No, I don't."