The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 311

Piqued by his curiosity, Oliver went forward and asked, "What's going on, Marilyn?”

Marilyn was delighted when she saw Oliver. She hastily said, "Mr. Wright, please go and talk to madam. She has been crying all morning in front of Lady Rosalie's portrait."

Oliver hastily went over and he saw his mother, Luna Harris, holding a portrait of a baby in her hand. Her eyes were wet with tears.

As she looked at the portrait, she used her handkerchief to wipe the tear off the corner of her eyes, for she did not want the falling tear to smear the portrait.

Oliver's heart ached when he saw the scene.

His mother missed his sister too much. She would look at the portrait almost every day, and sometimes she would be so overwhelmed by her sadness that she would cry.

His mother’s health was deteriorating day by day, and all of them were worried about her.

However, there was nothing they could do. Unless they could find Rosie, everything else was nothing but only a band-aid attempt.

But now, he finally found Rosie, and his mother did not have to cry anymore.

With that thought in mind, Oliver walked into the room and snatched the portrait away from Luna's hand.

Luna jerked her head up when the portrait was gone from her head. When she saw Oliver was holding it, she shouted, "What are you doing, Oliver? Give Rosie back to me.”

However, not only did Oliver not do as his mother asked, but he even threw the portrait embedded in a delicate photo frame into the dustbin.

"Mr. Wright!" Even Marilyn was shocked by his action.

Luna charged towards the dustbin like a lunatic, but Oliver stopped her midway. Then, he announced with a deep voice, "We don't need Rosie’s photo anymore, Mother. Because... I have found her."

"What?" Luna suddenly ceased all her struggle. She turned her head towards Oliver, her face was brimmed with disbelief.

What did she just hear?

Oliver said he had found Rosie?

Was she delusional, or Oliver was lying to her?

Luna did not believe that was the truth, for she did not want to experience another disappointment once more. Her body began to shake controllably as she asked, "What did you just say, Oliver?"

Oliver understood Luna's feelings right now. His heart was wrung with pain when he saw his mother's expression, but he forced a smile onto his face as he said, "Mom, it's true. When I went to get Anna at Ningcheng City, I bumped into a girl who looked just like you when you're young.”

"T... Then?” Luna grabbed Oliver's hand, her heart fluttering like a bird in a cage.

"I did a DNA test with the girl. I've brought the result back for you to see. Here." The moment Oliver took the report out, Luna snatched it away.

She flipped to the last page and looked at the conclusion at the end.

"The results show that there are a lot of similarities between the two DNA sequences. Hence, there is an 80 % chance that both bearers of the DNA sequences are biological siblings."

Luna read the sentence again and again, and tears began to roll down her cheeks.

After a short while, the entire document was wet with her tears.

"Mom..." Oliver had been a tough cookie, but even so, his eyes were turning red around the eyelids right now.

"Where is she, Oliver? Where is Rosie?" Luna grabbed Oliver's hand tightly as she looked at him expectantly.

She had been tormented by her languish after Rosie for 25 years, and now, she finally found her daughter. Luna felt that she was willing to die, as long as she could see her daughter once more.

"She is in Ningcheng City with Anna right now," Oliver said, holding back his tears.

"Then what are we still waiting for? Hurry up and bring me there right away," Luna implored as she tried to pull Oliver out.

"Mom, Dad hasn't come back yet. I just called him, and I guess he is on his way back now..."

Before Oliver could finish his sentence, Luna interrupted, "We'll go first. After he comes back, he can come by himself..."

The moment Luna finished talking, they bumped into George Wright who had just rushed back to the house.