Words I Was Afraid To Hear 157 Motives

Her mother was furious enough to empty her gla.s.s on her in a single splash when she reported how Agatha Yang had escaped and was probably roaming City S.

"Why is she here anyway?! We had an agreement! Does she not value her family anymore?!" Ming Xiaoyu slammed her palms on her oak desk. Veins looked like they were ready to pop at her temples.

She turned to her daughter who looked like a drenched puppy. "And you! Why did you even bring her to the launch? You imbecile!"

Ming Rus.h.i.+ clenched her fists and teeth. She dared not talk back. 'I did it to keep a hold on her and monitor her actions!'

"Get out! Out!" Ming Xiaoyu yelled at her while directing her pointed forefinger nail at the door.

When Ming Rus.h.i.+ had left, her mother retrieved another cellular phone unit from one of the drawers at her desk and dialled a number.

"Ms. Wong! It's been a long time since I last heard from you!" The excited raspy voice of a man came through.

"Find the Yang family who had a transaction with us years ago. I want them in front of me in three days." she commanded.

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Agatha Yang was in a daze, staring blankly at the coffee machine. It was apparent in her eyebags that she did not sleep a wink the night before.

Masaichi Xiu silently stared at her back from the kitchen doorway. He too did not sleep well. He was just good at making his breathing slower and more even. He knew she had been awake and that their sudden reunion might be bothersome for her.

Of course, he is also itching to know everything that happened, her motives in setting him up, how she survived, and what she had been doing after.

However, he could not thouroughly interrogate her as he was afraid that she might flee from him.

After pouring the hot coffee in a mug, she sipped some and turned around.

"Hah! You're awake!" She almost dropped her mug. "Uhm...you want coffee too?"

She placed her mug on the table and reached for another mug from the upper cabinet.

"No need for that." He walked towards her.

Before reaching her, he suddenly took her mug and sipped from it.

Agatha blushed. Even though they are married and had done a lot of things, this simple gesture of an indirect kiss still affected her.

"Ow!" He winced. "How did you manage to hold and sip from this?!" He gestured as he complained about the temperature of the drink.

She chuckled. "You know me..." she reminded. She had a higher tolerance to heat than most people.

He smiled warmly as her pair of dimples showed as she smiled. Manta got his eyes and dimples from his mother. His other features were definitely from Masaichi.

He furrowed his brows subtly as he thought of how the other baby would have looked if it survived.

Indeed, if his son claimed that he would have had a sibling, Masaichi would believe that it was his.

To brush off these gloomy thoughts, Masaichi went to open the fridge. He had asked the housekeeper to shop for some groceries the day before, and so the fridge had been filled with ingredients and drinks.

He took out some eggs and bacon. From the pantry, he took out some flour and opened a box of fresh milk. He also picked up some blueberries on the table and washed them.

He started whipping the ingredients then cooking the bacon in a pan.

Agatha Yang watched intently as her husband was making breakfast. He used to do it for them whenever her visits in City T.

She felt guilty for leaving her family. She did not have a choice.

It was already hard for her brother back then to find a bone marrow donor with good HLA matching. So even if she needed to do what she did, she believed it was worth it.

Her parents doted on her brother too much, even neglecting her at times.

At first, she thought that it was because he was their male offspring. After all, she had genuinely treated him as a good sister would, as he also respected her.

However, a week ago, she understood why they were willing to sell her to the demons to save their son.