Chapter 223: Chapter 223

“No, I’m not. I told the police about it. They are collecting evidence now. They will not release me so soon if I’m a child trafficker.” Kendra said anxiously.

“I believe her. The police are not simply doing their job,” Abel said.

Alana turned sideways angrily.

“Mr. Abel, where’s Timothy? Did he get hurt?” Kendra asked.

“He’s sleeping in the car. He wanted to meet you and said thank you. I’ll say it in his place. Let’s not wake him up.”

“Timothy is a nice boy. When I was quarreling with my husband, he protected me. He also took care of the baby for me.” Kendra said with a hoarse voice.

“How sentimental.” Alana mocked. “I’ve seen so many women like you.”

“Mr. Abel, may I know who this is?” Kendra asked Abel confusingly.

“I’m Timothy’s mother!” Alana couldn’t stand any woman who looked good talking to Abel.

Kendra was one of them as she was quite pretty.

“But… Timothy told me his mom is Emmeline,” Kendra said.

“Don’t listen to that kid. I’m his mother. Emmeline is just an outsider.” Alana said with an angry tone.

I knew that. I asked her this morning. She said the same.”

told you so. Why are you dragging this conversation?”

“But… Ms. Louise was very anxious about him. She looked like she’s blood-related to him.”

“Slap!”

Alana slapped Kendra.

“What are you talking about, strange lady? Emmeline is just acting!” She wanted to slap Kendra again but Abel stopped her.

“Enough! What’s there to argue about?’

“My bad, Mr. Abel. I shouldn’t have asked.” Kendra left hurriedly after she said that.

Abel carried Timothy upstairs when they reached the Ryker Mansion.

Alana lied about not feeling well and went back to the hospital. She doesn’t want to face Rosaline because Rosaline might find fault with her. Alana was not as anxious as Rosaline when it came to Timothy’s incident. Alana had reached her limits for acting as a good mother.

Rosaline wiped her tears when she saw her grandson came back. She kept repeating “Thank God!”.

Timothy was awake once Abel covered him with blankets. He cried when he realized he was back home.

“I want to meet Auntie Kendra! I haven’t met her yet! I don’t want to go home.”

“Timmy,” Abel held his hand and comforted him, “I’ve met her.

Nothing happened to her. She went back with her baby.”

“Is it true?”

“When did Daddy ever lie to you?”

“Could you bring me to meet her when you’re free someday?”

“Sure.” Abel nodded.

“We need to bring a lot of milk for the baby too.”

“Why?” Abel asked puzzledly.

“The poor baby doesn’t drink milk. Auntie Kendra cooked watery eongee for her. The granny took away all of her money too. I’want to help out Auntie Kendra and her child.”

Rosaline heard and sniffled, “Poor lady, We’ll listen to Timmy and send her more milk powder.”

“Thanks, granny.”

“Alright. Daddy also promises you.”

“Okay! Don’t break your promise!” Timothy was still a bit uneasy.

“Yes. I won’t.” Abel kissed Timothy’s forehead.

“Then, can we bring Mommy Emmeline together with us?”

Abel kept quiet.