Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 961

The woman could not help but cover her face, crying while asking, "Why are there so many deaths in this world?"

I wanted to know the answer to that question too.

The woman sat on the ground and looked at the photo on the tombstone, saying, "There was once a couple who gave birth to a boy and a girl. They were supposed to be a happy family of four, but the unpredictable happened and a disaster struck, causing the children to lose their father. Their mother was in tears day and night. When she finally managed to pull herself together, she realized that it was too difficult to raise two children by herself. Hence, she remarried and took her son with her while leaving her daughter with her grandmother."

After a pause, she looked at me with a miserable smile. "Unlike in movies where grandmothers are nice to their grandchildren, this grandmother did not like the little girl at all. She scolded her for being a useless wench and a spoilsport just like her mother. With the loss of her son and grandson, she took out all her anger on this little girl. The girl was used to her scolding. She eventually ran away from her grandmother when she grew up. When she entered society, fate was not on her side.

"She was in so much pain, thinking that she came into this world just to endure suffering. She could not understand why she hadn't had a happy day since she was born. She eventually couldn't take it anymore and ended her life at her father’s grave.”

Just listening to her story alone, I could already feel how much pain the little girl in the story was in-not t o mention the girl who experienced this firsthand.

I looked at her and felt suffocated inside. She must be the girl in the story, right?

The woman left after saying that. I figured I must have gotten it wrong. She was probably not the girl in the story because the girl eventually died at her father's grave.

I did not return to the house where I once lived with Munchkin but instead went back to the hotel near the train station. I was afraid that I would not want to leave and I would permanently sink into depression.

I was not in a good condition to stay in Zenon. The peaceful life here would only bring me to an early end.

I slept very early that night. I saw my son in my dreams. He waved to say goodbye to me. I cried hard i n my dreams and could not go back to sleep after I awoke in tears.