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I returned home.
I found that Secretary Wang's things were missing.
It seemed she had already left.
I chuckled lightly, completely unconcerned.
That scumbag wasn't worth anyone's sincerity.
Secretary Wang called me, "Xiaoxuan, can you help me?"
"I left a Jade Bracelet at your place."
"That was my mother's heirloom; it's very important to me."
I snorted, "What does that have to do with me?"
"Xiaoxuan, I'm begging you."
"I was wrong before, but I've cleared things up with your dad."
"I won't be a bother to you anymore."
I sighed, "Got it."
"I'll help you get it back."
Honestly, I didn't care about the situation between Secretary Wang and that man.
I just felt sorry for her.
Secretary Wang and I didn't really have any feelings for each other.
After my mom passed away, she moved into my house as the mistress of the household.
At that time, I didn't understand what was happening.
All I knew was that my mom was gone.
She took everything from me.
Later, I gradually understood.
My mom was a mistress.
And this home belonged to Secretary Wang.
To me, she was just a stranger.
She wasn't particularly nice to me, but she wasn't bad either.
She once truly wanted to be my mother.
But she also knew that I could never acknowledge her as my mom.
So, she could only make up for it in this way.
It’s actually quite laughable when you think about it.
Two people without any blood relation became "mother and daughter" in this manner.
Secretary Wang had always wanted a child.
Unfortunately, she would never have one in her lifetime.
That man refused to divorce her and wouldn’t acknowledge her.
This was all she could have in her life.
I went to the storage room.
But I didn’t find the Jade Bracelet that Secretary Wang mentioned.
I called her, “Did you remember it wrong?”
“No, how could I possibly remember it wrong?”
“Then look again and see if it’s fallen into some corner.”
“Impossible, I’ve already searched the entire room; it’s not there at all.”
There was silence on the other end of the line.
After a while, she spoke up, “Actually, there is no bracelet at all.”
“Then you…”
“I lied to you.”
“Xiaoxuan, I’m sorry.”
“I accidentally found a notebook; it seems to be your mother’s diary.”
“I think it’s something she left for you.”
I pressed my lips together, “Okay, I understand.”
After hanging up the phone, I carefully opened the notebook.
The first page read, “To my dearest Zixuan.”
“Zixuan, I write this as if we are face to face.”
"It is now February 2, 2002, at ten past nine in the evening."
"At this moment, I am touching my slightly protruding belly, thinking about the little life inside me that is quietly growing. I cannot express how happy I am."
"Although you are still just a tiny embryo, I can already feel your presence."
"Dear Zixuan, you are the greatest surprise in my life."
"Since you came into my life, I have felt like the happiest woman in the world."
I looked at page after page of text, tears streaming down my face.
It turns out that in my mother's eyes, I am so lovable and so important.
It turns out that my mother cherishes our bond just as much as I do.
It turns out that my mother and I are so alike.
Our feelings are the same.
Unbreakable and inseparable.
"Zixuan, thank you for coming to my side."
"Thank you for becoming my daughter."
"Zixuan, Mommy loves you."
"Mommy, I love you too."
I held the notebook and cried until my voice was hoarse.
Mommy, thank you.
Thank you for giving me life.
Thank you for bringing me into this world.
I know you have always been there.
You will always be my mother.
I will always be your daughter.
The bond between us is unmatched by anyone else.
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