Chapter 839


    Mrs. Francis stood in the bathroom, and the tap was turned on. She slowly cleaned the blood on her


    hand, then unscrewed the iodine to disinfect it. She applied anti-inmmatory medicine to the wound


    and finally wrapped it with snow-white gauze.


    Her movements were slow but neat. After the wound was bandaged, she looked up and saw herself in


    the mirror.


    The light in the hotel''s bathroom was dim, and the image in the mirror was somewhat blurred. She


    stared at it for a long time and raised her hand to brush the fine lines on the corner of her eyes.


    19 years had passed. It turned out that she had aged so much.


    Back then, when she married into the Francis family, it wasn''t her wish. It was just that the Waters


    family urgently needed marriage to strengthen themselves. Although Bonnie was the daughter of the


    Waters family, her son wasn''t close to the Waters family. Thus, he rarely helped her family.


    Therefore, she married into the Francis family and became Saxon''s new wife.


    Although the Francis family was extremely wealthy, the rtionship between Saxon and his previous


    wife was very good. After her death in the delivery room, she left a son for the Francis family, who was


    the real heir of the Francis family.


    When Cecilia had just married into the family, it was inevitable that she would be mocked and lectured


    by others. It was just that she didn''t care. If it had been someone who was mentally weak, she would


    have directly copsed.


    Her idea was very simple. Since the Waters family wanted a capable son-inw and the Francis family


    wanted a noble matriarch, she could sit in this position and be the bridge between the two families


    until she lost her value. At that time, it would probably be her time of death or her freedom.


    When did things turn around?


    Probably when she saw Lars at first sight.


    A one-year-old child, who was as delicate as a raw rice ball, was really cute. He hugged her legs in the


    eyes of the servants, who were worried and shocked, and shouted, "Mama... Mama..."


    Cecilia stiffened for a long time before she bent down and picked up the child. She was only twenty-five


    years old and had no experience in taking care of children. She only felt that the child''s arms were soft


    and fragile, but the touch of his fleshy cheeks against her neck was so soft.


    From that day on, she epted this child. It seemed that because of this; she met her love.


    ... Did Saxon love her?


    Cecilia looked at herself in the mirror.


    If it had been two years ago, she would have answered the question without hesitation. But now, she


    even felt that it was unnecessary to speak, so she could only show a cold smile.


    "ng! ng!" Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Cecilia immediately turned around and saw a


    woman leaning against the main wall of the hotel. She raised her hand and said with a smile, "Mrs.


    Francis, I saved your life just now."


    There was still blood on the dagger. It dripped down along the de and soaked in the expensive


    carpet.


    Cecilia took a step back and asked vigntly, "Who are you?!"


    The woman smiled and said, "Don''t be so nervous. I just want to chat with you."


    She sat down on the sofa, looked at the time on her watch, and said, "Your youngest son will be back


    in about half an hour. We''d better hurry."


    She politely made a "please" gesture.


    "..." Cecilia slowly walked out of the bathroom and sat opposite her.


    The woman said, "First of all, Mrs. Francis, you have to know that if I hadn''te in time, you would


    have been dead by now. It will probably be announced that you''ve died identally, just like your


    husband."


    She put the dagger on the tea table and said with a smile, "This is my sincerity."Content provided by N?velDrama.Org.