Besides, Shirley Grant really did take the money.
A woman with that kind of faction could never be worthy of Alan Morgan, she could never climb up to the Morgan Family.
"She was the one who insisted on leaving back then; she was so magnanimous she let you go, so why can't you just move on?"
Alan's mother raised her voice, extremely angry; this son of hers was far too disappointing.
Gerry Peary sat on the hospital bed, looking blankly at the two people over there.
"Daddy."
He called out again, soft and milky, going straight into one's heart.
Alan Morgan didn't look at his mother; he bypassed her and walked straight to Gerry Peary.
"Mm, Daddy's right here."
Gerry Peary nodded and bit his lip.
"Daddy, are you talking about Mommy?"
Mommy wasn't at all like Grandma said; Mommy was very good.
"Daddy, do you all think Mommy is really bad?"
Even though Mommy had abandoned him, he felt that Mommy must have had a reason for leaving.
