Chapter 5
It felt like a wad of cotton had been stuffed in my throat.
Minnie had died of a heart attack on the 8th of last month.
I still remember the way she collapsed into my arms, her tiny body growing colder with each passing second.
That same day, Clara had received the heart meant for Minnie.
Everyone thought Clara was Christian’s daughter. And on that very day, while Minnie took her last breath, Christian celebrated
Clara’s new life by giving the entire company a bonus.
There was a saying that the dead no longer felt cold, but I was freezing. It felt like I had been cast into a frozen underworld.
My thoughts raced. ‘Christian, while you were celebrating Clara’s new life, your own daughter was in the next room, struggling
for life. While you rewarded your employees with triple their salaries, Minnie was waiting for you, her heart failing with every
second. You ignored all my messages. She waited for you until her very last breath. Christian, you don’t deserve to be human.‘
Minnie had always been a sharp girl since she was young. My silence must have told her everything. She stopped whirling around
Christian.
That evening, we followed him home, but it wasn’t the house we had once lived in—it was Christian and Mina’s house.
Mina greeted him as if she had always belonged there. “Clara, Dad’s home!”
A little girl rushed out of her room, her face lighting up with joy.
I knew that face.
Years ago, not long after Minnie started primary school, she had come home with a wound on her cheek. She had gone out to play with her friends, only to be attacked by another girl who hit her and called her a b*stard.
I called the police, checked the surveillance footage, and saw the culprit’s face clearly.
Back then, Christian had told me not to make a fuss over a little girl’s actions. I searched for her many times but never found her.
Eventually, I let it go.
Now I knew the truth. That girl was Mina’s daughter.
Listening to their conversation, I pieced together everything.
