I Suddenly Became a Mother - Chapter 5
Chapter 5: Uncanny Resemblance (2)
I look down towards the direction of the sound and see Joshua looking up at me happily. The child spoke with a beaming smile that could not bring up the words ‘I am not your mother.’ Had I told him so, his bright eyes would turn somber as tears begins to well up. My heart is weak. I would not be able to stand seeing such sight so I gave him a smile instead. It was a smile full of positivity.
And this is how I ended inside their mansion.
Upon entering, John exchanged a few words with what appeared to be a handmaiden. He pointed at me several times with his fingers while he had a tight frowned face all this time.
When the handmaiden nodded, John picked the child beside me and walked away without saying anything. The child waved until the two disappeared from my sight. This child, what a cute little thing. Surely he did not get this traits from his cold father.
“Mama, see you later!”
“Yes, see you later!”
I waved awkwardly to the child. I felt compelled to do so.
“……”
“Will you follow me?”
She said, her voice shaking a little.
That’s strange.
I followed after her, albeit a little to hurriedly.
The lady’s room was located in the bathroom, its size humongous. So the rich lived a lavish lifestyle like this. The handmaiden left the bathroom instructing me to wash myself clean. It was apparent that Josh ordered for this to happen.
Dirt, my dear friend, the time has come for us to part ways.
I quickly washed myself clean and left the bathroom feeling refreshed. Somehow, I feel much lighter. I feel like a different person and I don’t know why. It has also been a while since I wore such a nice dress.
When the handmaiden saw me, she looked even more peculiar than the first time she saw. She bit her lower lip and looked as if she was holding back her tears.
Why is she crying?
Did she also mistake me for someone else like John and Joshua?
“I will show you where the master resides…”
She said, her voice faint and solemn.
I nodded and followed her.
We soon stopped in front of a door and she stared at me for a long time.
Finally, she spoke.
“You look so much like her.”
“What?”
I asked, but the maid shook her head from side to side.
The maid hurriedly opened the door and left quickly as if to prevent me asking asking further questions. Sighing, I walked inside. No sooner had I entered the room, I saw him, John Lancaster. He sat on the sofa, legs crossed over. His eyes looked over and met mines.
Then…
His face fell and bore a deep look of longing similar to the way the maid looked at me.