Chapter 236 Mom, Would You Choose Me?
Colette watched the two individuals on the big screen. It seemed that, in order to cater to their
thoughts, the person deliberately provided a highâdefinition image, zoomed in.
Therefore, they could clearly see the current state of the hostage.
The magnificent diamonds on Helenaâs body reflected a dazzling halo in the sunlight.
The blindfold was already soaked with her tears. The tears running down her face ruined the makeup
that Helena had spent a long time applying this morning.
But at this moment, Helena couldnât afford to think about whether she was embarrassed or not. She
just wanted to survive. Just to live well.
Contrasting with Helena, Peyton presented a stark contrast.
Peytonâs eyes were covered so that her emotions were not visible. Throughout, she did not ask for
help. She didnât even utter a single word.
Someone speculated that Peyton had already fainted.
Some people also saw her with beads of sweat all over her head.
Strangely, it was sweat, not tears.
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Peyton did not wear makeup, yet her complexion was sickly pale, with even her lips appearing
abnormally white.
âWasnât this exâwife too calm? It was a matter of life and death, why
âWasnât she afraid of death?â
âCalling for help was a glimmer of hope, but she remained silent. Perhaps she had already anticipated
that she would be the one abandoned. No matter how hard she fought, the outcome would be the
same. Why should she waste her time on such meaningless things?â
Opinions were divided among everyone. Many people felt sorry for this former wife who had never
shown her face.
Under the speculation of everyone, Peyton, who had remained silent, slowly said, âMom, Iâm also
curious, between me and Helena, who would you choose?â
This time, Peyton didnât call Colette Mrs. Chase, but instead uttered the longâlost name.
If it were in any other situation, Colette would have been very happy, but unfortunately it was at this
moment.
Peyton quietly said, âI donât blame you for being distant from me when I was a child, nor do I blame you
for suddenly leaving that year, because Dad said you werenât happy with him. You didnât leave, you
went to pursue your own happiness.
You severed ties with my father, and it has been many years since you left. I was once pushed down
into the mud and called a motherless wild seed. None of this matters. I donât blame you, but I just want
to know one thing.
âDo you really have the heart to let go of the motherâdaughter bond between us?â
Peyton smiled gently and said, âIâm not afraid of death, but I want to understand if I have a place in my
motherâs heart after waiting for over
ten years. Even if⦠just this once.â
All eyes were suddenly on Colette. Helena was still desperately shouting, âMom, you said you would
protect me. You said even though weâre not related by blood, you would treat me like your own
daughter.â
Peyton didnât care about life or death. Since her stomach condition had worsened, she didnât know how
much longer she could live.
Peyton just wanted to wait for Colette, whom she had been waiting for over ten years, before she died.
Peyton was like a child abandoned in the snow. She had endured the wind and frost, barely surviving
through the rain and snow, with only a last breath remaining.
Peyton held her breath and didnât disperse it, only because she was waiting. She was waiting for her
mother to pick her up.
Peyton wanted to tell those bad kids that she was not an unwanted
bastard.
She also had a mother. Her mother was the most gentle and loving mother in the world.
âMom, you would choose me, right?â Her voice even carried a hint of imperceptible sob.