Chapter 4My Husband and My Step-Son Hate Me, But They Regret After I Leave Them

The following day, as soon as I stepped outside, I caught sight of Louisa and Clifford playing from afar. Clifford's small face was rosy as he nestled into Louisa's arms, acting all cute and saying, "Aunt Louisa, I like you. You look like my mom and you can play the tune my mom composed. You're so much better than those fake-nice people. When I see you, it's like my mom is still here. Can you marry my dad? I want him to divorce that useless, scheming woman, and then you can be my mom!"

Louisa gently wiped the sweat from Clifford's forehead and said tenderly, "Clifford, don't talk about others like that. If your dad agrees, of course I can be your mom. I think your mom would be happy about it too."

She seemed to have just noticed my presence and immediately put on an apologetic expression, saying, "Ms. Truman, Clifford is young and speaks without thinking. Please don't be offended."

Even though we shared the same mother, Louisa had never considered me her elder sister.

Clifford shot a glance at me, then tugged at Louisa and ran towards the study. Perhaps they were going to convince Vincent to divorce me. That was precisely what I desired.

Just as I was about to leave, someone suddenly grabbed my arm.

My so-called elder brother, Leonard Truman, immediately started scolding me. "You're so useless. How can you not even hold onto your husband's heart? You actually let Louisa be alone with Mr. Warren. Luckily Clifford was there last night. Mr. Warren only has Bianca in his heart, and Louisa looks like Bianca too. What if Mr. Warren takes a fancy to her? I definitely won't let my sister be someone's replacement."

I said, "But I'm also your sister. How can you bear to make me stay with someone who doesn't care about me?"

Leonard furrowed his brows and blurted out, "That's different. Even if Louisa doesn't get married, I'll ensure she lives comfortably. But if you leave the Warren family, you'll have nothing."

So that was the deal.

Since he didn't want Louisa to become someone else's substitute and also didn't want to lose the benefits from the Warren family, he was willing to sacrifice me.

Seeing that I remained silent, Leonard continued to persuade me. "Alexa, I know about your adoptive mother. But the future of our Truman family depends entirely on you. The South District development project is about to start. If you don't cooperate now, what if Mr. Warren abandons us? Besides, Clifford is also your child. How can you be so heartless as to leave him behind? You can't be this selfish."

I smiled and replied to him, "You're wrong. I don't have the surname Truman. This surname was given to me as a charity by you, and now I'm giving it back. Since Louisa has grown up and I've fulfilled my responsibility for seven years, it's someone else's turn. If you want to gain benefits, you have to pay a price, right?"

After hearing this, Leonard flew into a rage and slapped me across the face. "You're so heartless. I should have listened to Mom back then and left you to freeze to death in the snow! You ungrateful wretch!"

My biological mother was Selena Truman, a mistress, and my father was just a model in a nightclub.

At that time, to get back at her husband for his infidelity, Selena randomly picked a model and spent the night with him. Unexpectedly, she got pregnant with me.

The doctor told her that if she had an abortion, she might never be able to conceive again.

She secretly gave birth to me. As soon as I was born, she ordered Leonard, who knew the truth, to abandon me in the snow to fend for myself.

The young Leonard really didn't have the courage to kill me, so he left me at the doorstep of a family.

Just like that, Maggie and I lived together, depending on each other for twenty years until one day Leonard found me again and asked me to donate eggs for Bianca.

In his view, since he hadn't been ruthless enough to kill me back then, I should do whatever the Truman family asked of me as a matter of course.

I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and stared straight at him unflinchingly.

"Your one act of mercy back then cost me seven years of my freedom and all my chances to be a real mother. Now, I've repaid everything I owed you," I said firmly.