Charlotte Thompson was softly humming a lullaby to Grace Thompson, gently coaxing her to sleep in her embrace.
She then picked Grace up and tiptoed back to the children’s room, checked the blankets on the other children, and then quietly left.
Jack Thompson and Chad Thompson would eventually acknowledge their ancestral family, and Olivia Thompson already accepted Oliver Hudson because of Annie Anne and started living with them.
Are these three children really going to grow further apart from her?
Charlotte Thompson looked down and rubbed her fingertips.
Outside the window, the wind that had started blowing at so unknown ti was hitting the glass, making it sound eerily cold.
Charlotte walked to the window; although it was firmly closed, there was still a chill seeping through.
She looked up at the dark sky outside.
It seed to be a cloudy day; not a single star could be seen in the sky.
And Charlotte’s brow unconsciously furrowed.
Why was she having a bad premonition?
But the next second, Charlotte threw these chaotic thoughts out of her mind and turned back to her room.
...
The next morning, Charlotte told the children that today she had to send Jack and Chad back to the Ross Family.
After all, the last ti Adam Ross ca to pick up the children, Jas Thompson intercepted them.
Seeming still troubled by last night’s events, Grace Thompson had been morose since morning.
When leaving, Charlotte went to get so things, asking Jack and Chad to wait in the living room, and it was then that Grace finally spoke.
"Jack, Chad."
Grace Thompson walked up to Jack and Chad, taking each by the hand.
"You must co back."
Grace’s entire little face drooped, long gone was her usual liveliness and brightness.
Her words alone didn’t carry any directive, but they coincided with the children’s vivid imaginations, and imdiately nurous possibilities popped into their minds.
"Could it be that Mommy will send us to the Ross Family and then not take us back?" Jack said quietly.
This guess made even his own expression very gloomy, not to ntion the other children who heard him.
Chad’s face paled instantly; he grabbed Hank Thompson’s sleeve and didn’t want to let go at all.
"My goodness, isn’t it just to get your nas recorded in the Ross Family’s genealogy?" Hank tried to comfort Chad while speaking.
"After sending them back to the Ross Family to be written into the genealogy, how could they possibly return here and bear the last na Thompson?" Grace muttered.
Hank, who initially wanted to argue sothing more, suddenly felt that Grace’s words made too much sense.
"Yeah... how could the Ross Family possibly let Jack and Chad co back?"
"No way, Mommy wouldn’t do such a thing, right?" Chad spoke up, sounding very aggrieved.
"Exactly, how could Mommy not want you?" Hank suddenly got anxious too.
"But before, Grandpa Ross always wanted to get Jack and Chad back, right? And now your identities have been exposed too..." Grace pursed her lips.
"Mommy said she wouldn’t abandon and my brother..."
Chad, anxiously grabbing Jack’s hand, kept shaking it. "What should we do, brother? Mommy doesn’t want us anymore..."
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