Time quickly passed by unknowingly.
It had been a week since she departed from China.
Pei Ge herself did not expect to stay overseas for this long.
"Mom, I'll go back to China now. I still have an unfinished business there."
She came to bid her mother goodbye after packing her luggage.
Zhang Manhua felt proud and worried as she regarded her daughter, who was now the opposite of her unconfident and plump self in the past.
"I know that you want to avenge your father and me, but I don't wish for you to live in hatred… After all, everything happened long ago, and I even woke up in the end…"
She gently tugged at her daughter's hands. Her palms, which were skin and bones before, finally had some meat after Charles's efforts in preparing delicious and nutritious food for her these past few days.
"No, mom. That's different. Without uncle's family, dad wouldn't be dead and you wouldn't be confined in bed for five years."
