Chapter 975 - Internal Conflict In The Hiroshi Family
writer:Renata99      update:2022-08-16 16:57
  Emma is Merry's biological mother.

  To say this fact, Erika had almost exhausted all the courage she had.

  When she was eighteen years old, she started a relationship with Samuel.

  At that time, Merry was less than three years old.

  She was still very small, like a soft little bun.

  She didn't know why, when Merry saw her for the first time, she stretched out her little hand to hug her and called her mother.

  That year, Erika had just celebrated her eighteenth birthday.

  When she heard Merry call her mother with a smiling face, since then, Erika has been blessed with one daughter.

  She became Merry's mother, even though they were only fifteen years apart.

  Erika still firmly believed that she would be a competent mother.

  After twenty years, she never expected that Merry's birth mother would return to the Hiroshi family.

  She always knew that her marriage to Samuel was not because she loved him, but because of the pressure from the Hiroshi family's elders and the punishment she received.

  Emma is Anna's aunt.

  She is also the woman who has been in Samuel's heart for years and refuses to be forgotten.

  Erika had never seen Emma before, ??she didn't even know her last name.

  The only thing she knew about this woman was that she gave birth to Merry, and left her in an orphanage.

  Ironically, Samuel seems…… to still love her!

  In the current situation, Erika could hardly do anything but burst into tears.

  She has a gentle nature and is not good at expressing her feelings, she can't even swear in front of others.

  The tears this time were all because of her care and concern for Merry.

  The phrase 'I've only had one mother since she was little' made her feel both grateful and sad.

  At this time, Merry suddenly heard Erika's words, and she slowed down from pulling her.

  The little girl pursed her lips in displeasure and turned her head to find that Erika was crying very sadly.

  Merry loved her mother very much, and when she saw her cry, her eyes turned red.

  She stretched out her hand and wiped Erika's face a few times, muttering with a flat mouth. "Mom, don't cry, okay!"

  This was the first time Merry had seen Erika cry.

  In her own heart, the little girl was depressed and crying. But for the sake of her mother, she endured all of it. She then pulled Erika and continued walking while saying, "Let's go, I will take you away from this place. I won't let anyone bother you!"

  In Merry's eyes, Emma is an outsider.

  She didn't know what had happened before she came home.

  But she didn't need to think about it too much, her mother must have been wronged by this woman!

  Merry grabbed Erika's wrists, protecting them unconsciously.

  The atmosphere became deadlocked and stagnant.

  Then, a low sigh was heard in the air.

  Samuel threw the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, got up slowly, walked to the side of Erika and Merry, and said in a deep voice, "Merry, stop messing around, go and sit down. I have something important to tell you!"

  "I don't want to hear it!" Merry immediately stood in front of Erika, staring at Samuel fiercely. "Dad, you can't bully mommy!"

  Samuel frowned and sighed. "No one wants to bully her. Go and sit with me. We'll talk about other things later!"

  Merry still wanted to argue, but Erika rubbed her cheek and gently held her shoulder. "Merry, your father wants to talk to you about something important, so go!"

  When those words came out, Samuel also looked at Erika just in time, pursed his lips, and comforted. "You go back to your room first, I'll explain everything to you later."

  Hearing his voice, Erika looked deeply at Samuel, turned around and left the living room without saying a word.

  What she wanted wasn't an explanation.

  Erika left too quickly, when Merry turned to reach her she just touched the corner of her shirt.

  The little girl stubbornly stared at her back, her big eyes filled with worry and doubt.

  She thought her mother looked very sad. Is it okay to leave her alone in the room?!……

  After a while, Merry was brought back to the living room by Samuel.

  She sat alone on the sofa, hands on feet, playing with her nails from time to time.

  The silence didn't last long.

  When Emma took the teacup from the table and took a sip, Samuel suddenly said, "Emma, ??there are no outsiders now, can you tell me where you went after sending Merry to the orphanage then?"

  Merry fiercely looked at Samuel. "My mother is not an outsider!"

  Samuel. "…"

  Don't think the man doesn't understand the meaning behind her words!

  What does it mean that there are no outsiders here after her mother left?!

  Who is the real outsider in this house?!

  Thinking of this, Merry immediately turned to Emma with a stern face.

  This woman…. She doesn't like her!

  At this moment, Emma caught Merry's gaze through the rim of the cup. She took a sip of her tea, smiled, and said without reason, "Merry, did you misunderstand me? Mrs. Erika is a member of the Hiroshi family, more precisely the mistress of a large family in Surabaya, so who can bully her? I didn't say anything before. You're still young, don't be fooled by some intentional charade."

  Emma's sly attitude made Merry even more disgusted.

  Her mother was gentle and had never shown such a sad expression at all throughout her life!

  Don't think this woman can fool her, okay!

  The little girl replied with a stern look. "Where's the misunderstanding! My mom isn't pretending to be weak, you may not be able to see her sadness but I know! Miss Emma, you are so weird, I'm not accusing you of bullying my mom but you've clarified it, isn't that weird?"

  Emma's fingers were shaking, her cup almost fell.

  She saw Merry's rude attitude, and unexpectedly looked at Samuel. "You have a good-looking daughter but it's like you didn't teach her how to respect her mother!"

  Samuel narrowed his eyes after hearing the voice. He narrowed his eyes, his thin lips slightly to the side, and his eyes filled with frost. "If you think you are her mother, why did you leave her in the orphanage without a word? Emma, you have left us in the past, then why did you suddenly come back? You should know that the foster mother can't take the place of her real mother!"

  Emma sighed, her fingers suddenly tightened on the teacup.

  Her eyes flashed, she leaned forward and put the teacup on the table. The woman then sat up straight, and sighed. "I had problems of my own back then. But I really didn't think you would hide this fact from Merry for so many years! No matter how good the woman is, she is just a foster mother."

  "I may not have children, but that doesn't mean you can let my child be raised by another woman. It's that easy. Even if you hate me, I didn't expect you to be so cruel by not telling Merry where I am!"

  This woman is so irrational!

  Samuel looked at Emma for a moment, and sneered. "Doesn't this sound funny after you've been away for so long and now you're judging me? We've been together a long time and you never told me you're part of the Sylvester Family."

  "I've been looking for you for a long time, and finally found out that all of your identities are fake. What do you want me to do? Do you want me to tell Merry that her birth mother didn't just throw her away, but also let her freeze to death outside the orphanage?"