Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 406

She was silent, and so was Neil, his head bowed low.

"I hold a total of 35% of the shares. I'll give Tricia 20%, and you 15%."

Maja felt a bitter sting, not knowing what to say.

She was always left behind.

Dumped by the Leo Elston family, dumped by Ian, and now, dumped by Neil.

She never felt needed.

She was once told she mattered, only to be ditched without a second thought.

"Maja, Lillian gave up her painting career to take care of you, and that's why her health deteriorated."

The weight of such a favour left Maja feeling at a loss.

"If you're not my daughter, then you're definitely not Lillian's either. Maybe we got the wrong baby at the hospital. I don't know whether Lillian's actual child is dead or alive or where she is, but I hope you can find her."

Neil closed his eyes, weary.

"I don't have much time left. I overheard the doctors talking when I was discharged. I only have half a year left."

Every word from Neil added to Maja's mental burden.

If she didn't agree to take over the Pennyfeather family's company, or if she didn't search for the child Lillian gave birth to, she would feel guilty for not repaying the Pennyfeather family's kindness and for not living up to Lillian's sacrifices.

In Crystalbrook Valley, especially over two decades ago, Lillian was the only one who didn't care whether her child was a boy or a girl.

But every other family cared a great deal about this. The old folks said that back then, there were many abandoned baby girls on the streets, left in baskets, with nobody daring to pick them up.

Many baby girls starved or froze to death.

If Maja had been switched at birth, then the girl who was switched out, Lillian's actual daughter, probably didn't survive.

The chances of a baby girl surviving were very slim at that time.

Neil had feelings for Lillian. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken her away from Crystalbrook Valley to settle in Greenfield.

But despite their hard work, they raised a child that wasn't their own.

Maja's hand trembled slightly.

She hadn't done anything, yet she felt like a criminal.