Chapter 4

I couldn't stop trembling under the covers.

All the blood in my body started to turn cold.

So, it turns out, all of this is actually true.

It really is Brandon who wants to harm me.

And I was completely unaware, foolishly deceived by them for so long!

Could it be that during these years of my illness, I've been taking the poison they've been giving me?

Just thinking about it makes me want to vomit, but my stomach is empty and I can't throw up anything.

Why? Why do these two want to harm me?

Tears slowly rolled down my cheeks, and just then I suddenly heard a child's cry.

It's my child, yes, my children are still in their hands, I can't cry now!

Although I don't know what their purpose is in harming me, I must stay strong for the sake of my children!

I got up and pressed the bedside bell.

Moments later, Shirley walked in, looking a bit surprised to see that I was still awake.

She seemed surprised that I wasn't asleep yet.

She looked at me warily and asked, "Mrs. Jordan, why aren't you asleep? Did you hear something?"

I knew she was referring to the flirting sounds she and Brandon made at the door just now.

But I pretended not to know: "I just have a headache and can't sleep. Was there any noise just now?"

Shirley stared at my face for a long time, and seeing that I didn't show any other expression, she relaxed.

"No, it was just Aria crying a bit. I was afraid she would wake you."

Aria Jordan is my youngest child and the second of the boy-girl twins.

But ever since I gave birth, my health has rapidly declined, and now, because of Brandon and Shirley's harm, I lie in this room all day, with no time to see them.

When I'm awake, I ask to see the children, but Shirley always finds various excuses to brush me off.

Excuses like the children will disturb my rest, or the children are already asleep.

Usually, only my eldest son, Brett Jordan, comes to see me, but recently, because he started boarding school, I can only see him once a week.

But now that I think about it, I find it terrifying.

Brett was doing fine at the nearby school, but Brandon suddenly suggested sending him to boarding school.

He claimed it was to train Brett, but who knows if it's because Brett has grown up and can discern some things, and Brandon is worried he might notice something?

Poor Brett, at an age when he should be enjoying the love of his parents, is forced to grow up and sent to boarding school, only able to see me once a week.

Thinking of this, my face turned cold.

These two people, I will never let them go.

No matter what they want to take from me, whether it's the company or the children, I will take it back!

I nodded, "I can't sleep either. I'll go see the children."

Shirley was taken aback, "Mrs. Jordan, you're weak, be careful not to catch a cold."

Another excuse, every time I want to see the children, she always finds an excuse.

I frowned, "It's just a few steps, how can I catch a cold? Can't I see my own children?"

Seeing that I was speaking firmly, Shirley quickly nodded, "Then I'll accompany you."

I held onto Shirley's arm and walked step by step to the children's room.

Since I gave birth to them, I rarely come to this room to see them.

I saw the two children lying in their cribs, sucking their fingers as they slept.

They seemed unaware of what was happening in this house.

I looked at the two children, gently stroking the hair on their foreheads.

Two poor children, never having tasted a drop of my milk since birth, it's all my fault!

Seeing me cry, Shirley quickly asked, "Mrs. Jordan, what's wrong?"

I gently shook my head, "It's nothing, I just feel sorry for them, not being able to take care of them since they were little."

Shirley then relaxed and said, "It's okay, the children will understand you when they grow up."

I reached out and picked up Aria. She was born later and was much smaller than her brother.

But as soon as I picked her up, Aria started crying in my arms.

She opened her eyes and reached out to Shirley, "Mommy, hold me!"

Shirley looked at me guiltily and explained, "Aria has been taken care of by me since she was little, so she might be a bit confused. Mrs. Jordan, please don't mind."

My heart was already cold. Aria saying this was no coincidence; someone must have taught her something in private.

I shook my head, "Of course I don't mind, but the children not recognizing their biological mother is not acceptable. I'll make time to take care of them from now on."

Shirley flatly refused, "How can that be? You're not well, taking care of children is very tiring."

Just then, I heard footsteps at the door.

Brandon walked in and was surprised to see me, "Caroline? You're not resting?"

They seemed to have assumed I would be asleep at this time, so they were very surprised to see me.

"I have a headache and can't sleep, so I wanted to see the children."

Brandon put his arm around my shoulder and said gently, "Let Shirley take care of the children. Your job now is to get better, understand?"

Hearing him say these sweet words again, my heart was filled with coldness and numbness.

I used to think Brandon said these things sincerely, but now I understand that sincerity can change in an instant.

Maybe there was a moment when he was sincere, but now it's definitely fake.

I nodded. Since he can act with me, I will act with him.

I reached out and straightened Brandon's tie, "Since I'm up, I'll join you for dinner. It's been a long time since we had dinner together."

As soon as I said this, Brandon and Shirley's faces froze, then they smiled and nodded.

"Sure, I'm happy to have you join me for dinner."

Brandon held me as we went downstairs. I saw that the table was set for two, and the dishes didn't look like they were for one person.

Brandon and Shirley didn't know I was coming down for dinner, so it was obvious who the two places were set for.

I sat in one of the seats, and Brandon sat next to me.

He called Shirley over, "Since Caroline is joining us, you should eat with us too."

It was as if he was deliberately emphasizing something in front of me.

Shirley looked at me and hesitated, "But Mr. Jordan, Mrs. Jordan, it's rare for you to have dinner together, I don't want to intrude. I'll eat in the kitchen."

I looked up at her. Despite her words, her eyes were full of desire to stay and eat with us.

Just as Brandon was about to insist, I spoke up, "Since Shirley is being considerate, let's not disappoint her."