Chapter 1142


    Chapter 1142 I’m sorry, my kids


    James stared at Sumasa’s face in the video and whispered to


    himself:


    Please rest assured.


    I will make sure that Amelia lives a safe and healthy life for the rest of her days.


    Your daughter, your Elvira, will be happy, very happy indeed.


    Paul, who was watching the video with them, noticed that James held Amelia’s hands tightly.


    It seemed that Paul had slowlye to understand why James was so determined to be with Amelia,


    even though he knew she was from the rk family.


    Apart from the love, hate, and life-and-death struggles that the two had gone through for over a


    decade, there was also Amelia’s


    innocent and tragic mother…


    Paul grew up in a loving family, with harmonious parents and respectful siblings. He rarely empathized


    with others, but this time he felt great pity for Amelia’s mother.


    The rk family was really heartless, treating their own child so


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    cruelly. They were nothing but a group of beasts in human clothing.


    As Paul clenched her fists in anger, the next video appeared, still featuring Sumasa, but this time on


    the streets of Ennd.


    Compared to the previous video, she looked much older, with a sallowplexion, pale lips, and no


    flesh on her body. It seemed like a gust of wind could blow her away.


    She looked a bit weak, leaning against a dirty wall, with Skender sleeping next to her and Elvira


    wrapped in a swaddle.


    Her bulging eyes stared tightly at the camera, trying to move her


    lips several times before slowly making a hoarse sound.


    “I’m sorry, Mommy is useless and was kicked out by your grandparents…”


    “They me me for marrying a foreigner with inheritance, so they don’t want to lend me money. I really


    have no choice but to beg with you.”


    “But Mommy’s body doesn’t seem to be doing well, and I can’t


    hold on much longer…”


    At this point, Sumasa choked up, tears streaming down her face.


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    She didn’t know how many times she had cried, but her tears


    were dry.


    “Mommy doesn’t want to die. I’m afraid that if I die, you will also freeze and starve to death on the


    street. You’re still so young…”


    “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have given birth to you and let you suffer in this world.”


    “But because of you, I know that my existence in this world is meaningful.”


    “Your soft bodies and sweet smiles are the cure for all of Mommy’s troubles.”


    “I don’t regret giving birth to you, but I feel sorry for not giving you


    a better life…”


    “I’m sorry, my children…”