When I arrived at the nursing home with Ulysses Will, Be Hill was sitting cross-legged under a maple tree knitting a sweater that was meant for a child, humming a little tune as she knitted, a smile on her face, a few strands of her hair slipping down and lifting in the wind as the maple leaves fell in pieces, fluttering down andnding on her side, on her clothes, giving her the feeling of being still in the years.


    The child is the knot in Be Hill’s heart that can’t be passed, seeing such Be Hill, Ulysses Will’s eyes are slightly red.


    With his hands tucked into his shirt, he made his way toward Be Hill.


    Hearing themotion, Be Hill stopped her hand movements and looked up at Ulysses Will with a smile, “You’re here, look at the sweater I knitted to see if it looks good, it’s for our baby, it’s going to be cold soon, I have to knit it in a hurry.”


    Ulysses Will crouched down, “You knit beautifully.”


    Be Hill smiled happily at thepliment.


    As she knitted the sweater, she said, “I’ve also got a name for the baby, it’s Jun Chen, our baby will be as handsome as you, right?”


    “Right.” Ulysses Will’s voice had gone a little dark, and he grabbed Be Hill’s hand for a long moment before saying, “I’m sorry.”


    At those words, Be Hill’s eyes were certain, then she smiled bitterly, “You didn’t do me wrong, Alva Hill was right, I was too extreme, I loved you in the wrong way, but Ulysses Will, that night, did you really think of me as her?”


    Ulysses Will reaches out and hugs Be Hill and presses his hand against her ear and says something, the smile on Be Hill’s face freezes and the tears fall as she looks up at Ulysses Will, “Thank you foring to see me Ulysses Will, if I could do it all over again I would not have gone down the same path as I have today anymore.”


    Ulysses Will fished a smattering of hair clips out of his shirt pocket and put them on Be Hill himself, “It’s a birthday present for you.”


    Be Hill’s birthday ising up, and Ulysses Will’s early gift means he may not being to see her again.


    Be Hill touched the hair clip on her head, smiled and cried as she said, “This is the first time you’ve ever given me a gift.”


    She paused, looked at him and asked, “Can you kiss me again?”


    As she said this, Be Hill nced toward me, and by now, she was still defiant, wanting Ulysses Will to kiss her right in front of me.


    Ulysses Will looks at me, hesitates for a few seconds, and kisses Be Hill on the forehead, who takes the opportunity to hook her arms around his neck and kiss him on the lips.


    I turned my head in a hurry.


    Not a momentter, Ulysses Will came my way, “I’ll meet you outside.”


    Ulysses Will walks away expressionlessly towards the parking lot and I look back at Be Hill, who watches Ulysses Will’s back with a contented smile on her lips, “I’ve devoted my life to letting a good Ms. Richter go and I end up like this.”


    Be Hill’s sometimes-normal, sometimes-personality pops up, which is why Frank Hill sends her in, so that the Pan family can’t get into trouble even if they want to, and is better able to evade thew.


    I walked over and stepped on a maple leaf and looked down at her, “What do you have to say.”


    “Naturally, it’s what you want to know most.” Be Hill stood up, “I promised Ulysses Will and naturally I kept my word, haven’t you been looking for your daughter, in fact, she’s right beside you.”


    “My side?”


    I was very puzzled and searched around in my head when suddenly a child’s face came to mind.


    I was shocked at my guess when Be Hill said, “Yes, it’s SWEETHEART, she’s your daughter, your daughter with Walker Richter.”


    “Sweetheart is really my daughter?”


    Be Hill’s words thrilled and delighted me, I never thought sweetheart would be my daughter, and when Be Hill said sweetheart’s name, I thought I was hallucinating, like a dream.


    “Yes, she is your daughter.” Be Hill said, “Actually you should have thought of that shouldn’t you?”


    Yeah, I should have thought of that, sweetheart’s previous nominal mother was Be Hill, her baby is gone, she took mine, and she knew I was pregnant with Walker Richter’s baby, and took sweetheart’s baby in her ce so that the Richter family wouldn’t find out.


    When Walker Richter first gave sweetheart two paternity tests, which also confirmed that sweetheart was his child, it was only after Be Hill sat Ms. Richter out for so long that sweetheart was left behind.


    I can’t help but tear up at the thought of SWEETHEART calling out to my mom… that really is my child… it turns out she’s been right there with me all along.


    Walker Richter must have known about it too, otherwise how could he have given me custody of sweetheart, and Fin Wilson even allowed me to see sweetheart after Walker Richter’s ident in the first ce, all because I’m sweetheart’s real mother.


    I can’t wait to meet SWEETHEART and take her in my arms.


    I turned around and was ready to go when Be Hill called out to me, “I’m afraid Walker Richter won’t agree if you try to recognize your daughter now, Susan Su is Ms. Richter now, think about how you lost your previous child, what would she do if she knew that SWEETHEART was your daughter? And what will happen to sweetheart?”


    The only person who knows the truth about my miscarriage in the first ce is Fiona Croix, so why would Be Hill know so well?


    Be Hill cruelly told me, “I’m the one who told Susan Su about your whereabouts.”


    When Ulysses Will sent me away from North City, I was worried that Be Hill would backstab me, and I purposely changed my route, but I didn’t realize that Be Hill still knew and betrayed me.


    “Why are you doing this, do you really hate me that much.”


    “Did you see the way Ulysses Will treated me?” Be Hill smiled ruefully, “That’s the reason, the word lose won’t be in my Be Hill’s vocabry, how could THE Hill family millennial lose, so I want you to suffer, and taste the loss of your child as well, it’s only fair isn’t it?”


    I said angrily, “You’re just crazy.”


    Be Hillughs maniacally, sits down on the ground, holds the fallen leaves and scatters them in the air like aplete lunatic: “I’m just a lunatic; I’m crazy.”


    I was so preupied with SWEETHEART that I didn’t bother with Be Hill either and left the sanitarium in a hurry.


    I didn’t go with Ulysses Will, I took a cab to the estate.


    Every minute on the road was such an ordeal, I couldn’t wait to see SWEETHEART, my daughter.


    An hourter, I arrived at the manor, only for the maid to tell me that Susan Su had picked up SWEETHEART half an hour earlier.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.


    The thought of SWEETHEART falling into Susan Su’s hands immediately put my heart in my throat, and I couldn’t stop being scared, terrified.


    I immediately pulled out my cell phone to call Walker Richter, but it was always on hold.


    I immediately told the driver to turn around and go to Pear orchard.


    All the way there my eyelids kept jumping and I had a bad feeling.


    It was hard to get to Pear orchard, and just as we arrived at the door of the cottage where Walker Richter was staying, we were met with a heart-stopping sight.