The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System-Chapter 76 - The truth is Bitter but it must be spoken

As for Chris, he didn’t want to come at all.

The reason he did was that after he told Mike about what Bianca did in the literary department, his older brother seemed thoughtful and advised him to keep a closer eye on Bianca.

He wanted to see what exactly Bianca was up to, hence he came.

Unexpectedly, before the three of them had even gotten out of the car, they saw Maureen standing under the eaves.

While A city is vast, it’s not that big.

Furthermore, there are only so many five-star hotels.

As long as you live in the city, you are bound to bump into each other one day.

Maureen looked a bit thinner and dressed a bit thicker, perhaps she had just gotten out of school.

She was wearing a long overcoat over her school uniform, but it didn’t look bulky at all.

Instead, due to her tall figure, she appeared gracefully dignified.

Her skin was fair, and around her neck hung the longevity lock that her grandmother had previously given her.

She was a beauty who could be identified from afar.

Mrs.

Smith felt really choked up.

All the children in the family were extraordinarily good looking, but Maureen was undoubtedly the most outstanding among them.

When she first brought Maureen home, she was stunned by Maureen’s beauty and even couldn’t help pulling her aside to take a closer look.

But she was always worried about Bianca’s feelings, so she dared not look too much.

Now, this attractive child belongs to another family.

Both Mrs.

Smith and Chris noticed Mrs.

Donald and Laurel standing nearby.

They never expected that the first thing Donald family did upon returning to the country was indeed to find Maureen.

Both of their expressions were identical, as if they had been hit with a sledgehammer, so they immediately walked over, holding their umbrellas.

Mrs.

Smith had thought that, even if they had cut off ties, Maureen at least would greet them if they ran into each other in the crowd, right?

But not as expected.

No.

Maureen saw them too, but she immediately averted her gaze and got into Donald’s family car.

“Suddenly, Mrs.

Smith felt as if she’d been pierced by a needle, her breath hitching in her throat.

Without thinking, she dashed forward to block the car door, and the driver hurried to follow, umbrella in hand.

Bianca stood alone on the restaurant steps.

She turned around, only to see Mrs.

Smith and Chris hadn’t kept up with her.

They were out trying to block the car, dashing about in the heavy rain.

For a moment, her face changed.

“Maureen!”

Mrs.

Smith’s heart ached, “Don’t you even bother to greet those you meet now?”

As Maureen seated herself inside the car, Mrs.

Smith onto the door, preventing it from closing.

Maureen frowned,

“Let’s go.”

Laurel was seated on Maureen’s right.

Seeing Mrs.

Smith and Chris made him furious.

He yelled,

“What the heck is wrong with you?

Let go, don’t cling desperately!

What were you doing before?

What’s there to greet you about?

We’ve severed ties; why on earth would we greet you?”

Underneath his umbrella, Chris looked at Maureen with disappointment and said, “Sis…”

“Sis, what sis?

She is now my sister!” Laurel intentionally provoked Chris, wrapping an arm around Maureen’s arm and leaning his head onto her shoulder.

Chris was frustrated and furious as if he wanted to rush in and pick a fight with Laurel,

“Let go of Maureen or I’ll slug you, you fatso.” Two years ago, Laurel would have been overweight, and Chris had laughed at him several times.

But now, Laurel had turned rather handsome.

“I won’t let go!”

Laurel yelled, “Your whole family is full of fatsos!”

Watching the impending argument that would soon spiral into a childish quarrel, Mrs.

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Donald seated in the passenger seat, turned around and said to Mrs.

Smith, “Let me be honest, Mrs.

Smith, you’re really at a loss here.

Maureen is so hard-working and ambitious.

I wish I had a daughter like her.

If you all didn’t want her, you should have said earlier and given her to us, we would have treated her much better.

We would have bought her nice clothes, had her live in a beautiful room, and she wouldn’t have to tolerate you.”

Mrs.

Smith wanted nothing more than to slap Mrs.

Donald and make her shut up.

Yet, what hurt her more was an acute pain in her heart — perhaps she really hadn’t fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother, and even strangers seemed to treat Maureen better than her.

Unable to contain herself, she said to the silent Maureen,

“Maureen, can we have a good talk?

I’ve been doing a lot of self-reflection these past few days.

I want to apologize to you—”

“What kind of apology is a mere verbal act, have you or your family taken any real actions?

You already have your biological daughter, Bianca, why are you still seeking Maureen?”

Laurel couldn’t bear it any longer, indignantly retorted,

“All of this is because of you!

Maureen couldn’t even have her own birthdate, she’s still using Bianca’s birthday!

Let me tell you, a few days from now when Maureen turns eighteen, my mother is taking her to change the date on her ID card!

We don’t need anything from you!”

Having said that, Laurel bypassed Maureen and roughly pushed away Mrs.

Smith’s hand.

Mrs.

Smith felt a surge of heat rising to her head.

She couldn’t refute what Laurel had said.

Yes, this situation had indeed treated Maureen unfairly.

About three years ago, when Bianca was injured at a sports event and taken to a hospital, they discovered through DNA testing that Bianca wasn’t their biological daughter.

Later, they realized that there had been a mix-up at the hospital many years ago.

It’s unclear whether it was Bianca’s biological mother or somebody else who swapped the two children while they were still in the incubator.

Afterward, they began to look for their biological daughter, Maureen.

At the time, they thought they would never find her, and the family felt defeated.

They decided to raise Bianca as their own daughter.

They even changed Bianca’s birthday from October 24th to her actual birthdate, October 14th.

Unexpectedly, after they made the change, they found Maureen.

Then they faced a problem: should they change Bianca’s ID card’s date again to match Maureen’s, or should they ask the newly found Maureen to accept the change according to Bianca’s date?

At that time, Bianca was only fifteen years old, about to have her birthday changed for the second time.

She feared that the Smith’s didn’t want her anymore and cried her heart out.

Mrs.

Smith, feeling soft-hearted, asked Mr.

Smith to change Maureen’s instead…

At that time, Mrs.

Smith thought that Maureen wouldn’t mind, after all, they would celebrate her birthday a second time on the 24th at home.

The date on the ID card was just a number.

Now, Mrs.

Smith was filled with regret.

She could clearly see how she had, unbeknownst to herself, pushed Maureen further and further away just because she wasn’t willing to push Bianca away.

Mrs.

Smith stood outside in the rain, half of her body drenched.

She was pained right to her organs, in her heart.

She glanced subconsciously at the silent Maureen and asked in an almost pleading tone,

“Maureen, have I completely lost you?”

A tiny hope that Maureen might return still lingered in her heart.

But to her surprise, Maureen met her glance and said calmly,

“Yes, you have lost me.”

It seemed that Maureen had truly given up— she no longer dwelled upon the past, and no longer begged for the love of their family.

In an instant, Mrs.

Smith’s vision blacked out temporarily.

Her fingers were pried open by Laurel.

The Donald family car roared off into the distance.

Mrs.

Smith’s legs gave out, bringing her to her knees in the rain.