Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1731

Chapter 1731: Monica's Relationship with the Swain Family

Algerone recalled the past, his eyes brimming with tears. "Back then, | carried the children out with the villagers, one by one. My

hands were covered in blood, and crying could be heard everywhere. When | picked up a little girl, she clung to my neck and

refused to let go. She didn't cry or fuss, she just looked at me..."

"Her eyes were so beautiful, like the stars in the sky, so bright. She kept looking at me, unwilling to let go or say anything."

"Her forehead was actually injured and bleeding, but she didn't cry. Maybe she was numb from the pain, or maybe she was scared

silly. She looked so pitiful being so obedient." Algerone said sadly, his gaze falling on Belinda lying there. He recalled the details of

that day -

"I suddenly remembered we had a first aid kit in our car, so | took her there since the other children were being helped by villagers

and the police would arrive soon."

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"In the car, she still clung to my neck refusing to let go. Only later did we realize this was because she was terrified and

traumatized. She underwent long professional psychological treatment afterwards."

Tristan listened anxiously and painfully, as if he was reliving Monica's trauma.

"At the twhen Belinda treated her wounds, we asked her many questions, like where her parents were and what her nwas,

but she just remained silent, as if she couldn't hear. "

Looking back now, Algerone still felt heartbroken.

"At the time, seeing how well-behaved, cute and pitiful she was, Belinda decided not to hand her to the police." Algerone's mood

darkened as he said, "We were also selfish because we had never successfully conceived a child, and as Belinda predicted, most of

the children could not return to their parents and ended up in foster care, living different lives."

"I'm really glad we kept her and named her Monica, which means beautiful, outstanding, excellent and auspicious. She was so cute

as a child and her nsignified our family becoming more complete and united with her arrival."

Tristan listened very attentively to the cruel yet beautiful story. He felt his breathing slow.

"Uncle, it was Monica's blessing to have met you and auntie." Tristan was relieved for the girl. If not for her good fortune in meeting

Algerone and Belinda that day, Monica would have had a very different life.

Monica went downstairs to buy chili sauce. On her way back, she walked very slowly.

She knew her father had deliberately sent her away to get a chance to talk to Tristan. As an understanding daughter, she would

give them enough tand not interrupt.

Lu Layeka.

The temperature drop did not csuddenly. The storm warning had been issued days ago.

Today, the temperature in Lu Layeka plunged 20 degrees. The north wind howled loudly!

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Thinner tree branches were blown off directly, leaves swirled wildly in the air, giving a sense of the coming winter.

The entire royal palace complex stood firmly amidst the gale, with the howling wind audible everywhere. Servants hurried to close

doors and windows and checked for any issues.

But there would likely be no rain tonight. The atmosphere tomorrow night would be even more intense.

Such rare weather occurring only once in decades made those with shady consciences afraid of being struck by lightning, naturally

making them more nervous.

All plans were for tomorrow night.

In Queen Catherine's palace, Jolie had also changed into a thick coat. Her eyelids kept twitching uncontrollably, giving her an

uneasy feeling.

"What's wrong? You seem very restless." Catherine asked. "Are you sick? You look so pale."