Chapter 2 - She’s My Mother (2) (1/2)

Chapter 2: She’s My Mother (2)

Mama? I wasn’t able to say anything for a while. Did I ever have a baby? Did I lose my memory related to this boy?

However, the little boy was way too unfamiliar to say that. At least, if he was my child, something would have come to mind. I couldn’t recall any memory with him, no matter how hard I tried. So I tried to comfort the child.

“Looks like you’ve got the wrong person, dear… I’m not your mom.”

I tried to pull away from the child. After all, it was not appropriate for an aristocratic child to be sitting in the arms of a beggar. If the real mother or father of the child saw this, I might be put to death.

“No.”

He shook his head.

“You’re my mother.”

The harder I tried to get rid of the little guy, the closer he leaned towards me.

It was then that another sound of footsteps was heard. This time, the pace was a little faster and heavier, like the footsteps of an adult man. The footsteps stopped inches away from me.

I looked up and saw a new figure…

“Josh! I told you not to touch dirty things!”

The man’s deep voice scolded the child who was hiding in my embrace.

Josh.

No, wait. By dirty, did they mean me? I laughed in amazement. It wasn’t wrong, but somehow I still felt bad. The more I tried to accept the truth, the worse I felt. And I was indignant because I did not hug him first. He just suddenly came running and caught me by surprise.

Then the man’s eyes fell onto me.

It was a surprise.

Since I was already looking at him, and our eyes met.

The man had black eyes. They were beautiful, yet they carried a sad emotion. Looking at the man’s gloomy eyes over and over again, I felt sad too. Strange thoughts appeared in my mind.

Who was this man?

Was he Josh’s father?

I obviously tried coming up with an excuse, ‘The child ran up to me first and hugged me,’ was what I was going to say but I couldn’t say anything at all.