Novel Drama Chapter 4 Who Am I to You
Chapter 4 Who Am I to You
Chapter 4 Who Am I to You?
Lily left when Avery was 8 years old. It was Martin's birthday that day, and she happily went home to
celebrate it, only to be greeted by her parents' divorce agreement.
Avery, in order to chase after Lily, fell down the stairs, losing her shoes without even realizing it. She
held onto Lily's leg and kept crying, "Mom, don't go!"
The elegant woman touched her tender cheek. "I'm sorry." novelbin
"Mom, I got first place in my grade this time. You haven't even seen my test paper yet. It requires a
parent's signature."
"Mom, please don't leave me. I'll be good. I promise I won't go to the amusement park anymore. I won't
make you angry again. I'll behave, please..."
Avery expressed her reluctance in panic and hoped that Lily would stay. Lily only told Avery that her
marriage with Martin was not happy and that she had found her true happiness.
Avery saw a stranger man put Lily's luggage in the car, and they left hand in hand.
She chased after them barefoot for hundreds of meters until she fell heavily on the ground, her knees
and soles of her feet pierced. She stared blankly as the car that she could never catch up to drove
away.
At that time, she didn't understand, but as she grew up, she learned that her mother had an affair and
her father found out, so her mother proposed a divorce and left with nothing, including her.
They hadn't had any contact for over a decade, and Avery hated her mother to the extreme. She had
once thought that she never wanted to see her mother for the rest of her life.
Fate was truly ironic. In the end, she still had to bow down to her mother.
Avery's throat felt like it was blocked, and she stood still without moving. Lily understood Avery's
thoughts and took the initiative to pull Avery to sit beside her.
"I know you hate me. You were too young back then, and many things weren't as you imagined. I can't
explain it to you."
Lily reached out and caressed her face. "My daughter has grown up. Sweetie, I will settle down in the
country this time. I know the Adams family is in trouble, but it's okay. I will take good care of you."
Only now did Avery realize that the so-called hatred was insignificant in the face of the word "mom".
She sobbed, "Mom."
"Good girl, stay and have a meal. These years, Mr. White has been very good to me. He has a
daughter who is two years older than you. She and her fiance will come over for dinner. I will introduce
you to them."
Avery had no intention of integrating into Lily's new family and hurriedly interrupted her, "Mom, I came
this time for Dad's sake. You know the Adams family went bankrupt, and Dad is having a heart attack. I
can't afford the surgery fee. Can you please help me? I promise I will pay you back in the future."
Before Lily could answer, Avery heard a familiar voice, "Miss Adams, you are really pressed for money.
You even came to my house to ask for it."
Upon hearing this voice, Avery felt like she had been struck by lightning. She couldn't believe her eyes
as she looked at the people appearing at the door. Weren't they Layla and Jacob?
Fate played another joke on her. She never expected her mother to become Layla's stepmother!
Her husband and mother had become Layla's relatives.
Coincidentally, she was caught by Layla and Jacob when she asked her mother for money.
Jacob saw her uneasy face, but he just watched silently without any other reaction.
"Woo-woo..."
The crying of a baby broke the awkward atmosphere, and Avery only noticed the twin baby stroller
being pushed by the servant at this moment.
As soon as the baby cried, Jacob had already picked up one of the babies and skillfully comforted him.
The heartwarming scene of the family of four was extremely piercing to Avery's eyes. If her child was
still alive, he would have been this big by now.
She began to regret why she had come here, feeling like she was being nailed to a pillar of shame and
being tortured by them.
Strangely, no matter how they tried to soothe the baby today, he didn't stop crying. The servant quickly
rushed over with milk, but the child baby even harder.
Jacob patiently comforted him. "Baby, be good and don't cry."
A tall man holding a small baby looked exceptionally heartwarming. When Avery saw his gentle and
patient appearance, a thought suddenly rose in her mind.
She stood up and took a few steps towards Jacob, snatching the child from him. Strangely, Jacob didn't
stop her, and even more strangely, the child stopped crying the moment she held them, instead smiling.
The nearly one-year-old child had clear features. His rosy lips curved up as he giggled and babbled,
"Mama..."
The tender little hand reached for the pom-pom on her hat. He was smiling and looked exactly like a
miniature version of Jacob.
Avery's heart felt like it had been stabbed by a knife, shattering her last bit of resistance.
She had naively thought that Jacob loved her. In the first year of their marriage, he had been really
good to her.
In the middle of the night, he would hold her tight and whisper in her ear, "Avy, give me a child."
How could she refuse what he wanted? Although she hadn't graduated yet, she had willingly gotten
pregnant.
Now she realized that during the time they were deeply in love, every time he went on a business trip
abroad, he loved another woman in the same way.
Her stomach churned. Avery threw the child at him, ran into the bathroom without looking back, and
locked the door behind her.
She hadn't eaten much, so what she vomited was a mixture of blood and other substances. Large
patches of bright red blood made her eyes sting.
Tears uncontrollably rolled down her cheeks. Yes, it was all really good.
Their marriage had been a joke from the beginning!
All the inexplicable things now had an explanation. It turned out that everything had been evident from
the beginning.
Why did he save Layla when they both fell into the water? Why did he accompany Layla when she
prematurely gave birth? It was because Jacob was also the father of Layla's child!
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
"Avy, are you okay?"
Avery cleaned up the mess, washed her face with water, and stumbled out.
Lily didn't understand the entanglement between them and asked with concern, "Avy, are you feeling
unwell?"
"I just feel disgusted when I see these two people. I feel better after throwing up."
"Avy, do you know Layla? She had always been abroad. Is there any misunderstanding between you
two? This is Mr. Hill..."
Avery coldly interrupted Lily. "I know, Jacob, the president of the Hill Group. Who doesn't know him?"
"Yes, Mr. Hill is talented and successful at such a young age."
"Mr. Hill is indeed amazing. He wants to get married in a hurry without even getting divorced. Ordinary
people don't have his courage."
Her sentence left Lily confused. "Avy, what are you talking about? Mr. Hill hasn't gotten married. How
could he be divorced?"
Avery smirked with extreme mockery. "If he hasn't gotten married, then who am I to him? Mr. Hill, tell
Mom. Who am I to you?"