Chapter 28 - 28: It’s better to bump into a day than to choose one, so today it is.
Chapter 28: It’s better to bump into a day than to choose one, so today it is.
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“Michael, after my father found out about us, he insisted I invite you to dinner…” She affectionately wrapped her hand around Michael Gallagher’s.
Michael Gallagher expressionlessly pushed her away, his deep eyes filled with coldness: “Isabelle, there’s something I think is necessary to tell you in advance.’
Isabelle Richardson was taken aback, her heart feeling a chill.
Michael rarely spoke to her with this attitude, and her intuition told her it was related to her father.
Isabelle bit her lip, her large, black, grape-like eyes clear and pitiable.
“Michael, just say it. We’ll be family soon, there’s nothing you can’t say.” Her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s, the tears in her eyes seemed to swirl around.
“If I marry you in the future, it will only be for you, not the Richardson family.” Michael Gallagher’s fair, blemish-free face held a hint of coldness, and his voice was unfeeling and proud.
Isabelle’s entire body trembled.
Separating from the Richardson family would mean the Gallagher family would not help them.
“Also… I’ve already called the police about today’s incident.”
Upon hearing the words “called the police,” Isabelle jerked her head up, tears pouring down her face.
“Michael, please don’t call the police. After you told me about Miss Walker, I came to save her immediately. My father was just trying to vent for me because he felt bad. Can’t you let him off the hook for my sake?”
If anyone else had called the police, Isabelle wouldn’t be scared, but the person was Michael Gallagher, and she was afraid.
The Gallagher family’s power was nothing to scoff at. Once the person who called the police became a Gallagher, it would mean choosing between her family and Michael Gallagher—she could only have one.
Her family was her foundation, and Michael Gallagher was someone she had loved for many years.
She didn’t want to let go.
She wanted them both.
Just now, Michael carried her out in front of Molly Walker, so why was he still treating her like this?
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Isabelle clenched her teeth and used her trump card.
“Michael, am I no longer important to you?”
“l know I’m a burden.’
“If Xavier was still here, you wouldn’t have to be so conflicted, would you?” Mentioning Xavier Gallagher, Michael’s coldness seemed to dissipate a bit.
Isabelle’s heart was filled with both complexity and joy.
As expected, only mentioning Xavier could make him listen to her words.
“Michael, I have no other demands. Please don’t call the police. He’s my father,
Michael, please have mercy on him, okay?”
After a rain, the air was filled with the scent of fresh grass.
Isabelle’s voice carried an irresistible cry.
As they entered the downtown area from the suburbs, the weather suddenly changed, and thunder and lightning started to flash.
Molly Walker watched as Joshua Thompson drove the car into the Thompson family’s estate.
“Why are we here?”
“Didn’t I say that my dad wanted to meet you? There’s no better day than today.” Joshua Thompson’s smile was unrestrained and confident.
Although his father and brother said Molly couldn’t be his sister, he was still convinced that Molly was indeed his sister.
As he and Molly swaggered into the villa in the estate, a white figure threw herself into his arms.
“Third brother! I’m back!”
The sweet and cheerful voice belonged to a straight-forward girl wearing a white T-shirt and jeans.
“Aren’t you still on break?” Joshua Thompson responded without coddling, but there was no faking the genuine smile on his face. It was clear that the appearance of the girl in white made him just as happy.
This girl’s facial features weren’t particularly outstanding, but she gave people a refreshing feeling like a spring breeze, making people feel comfortable at a glance.
Molly immediately guessed her identity.
The daughter adopted by the Thompson family who ranked fifth, her name was Gillian Thompson.
The girl in the white T-shirt also saw Molly Walker and affectionately took Molly’s hand without any extra gestures: “You must be my third brother’s girlfriend, right?”
“Girlfriend” was just heard by Daniel Thompson as he walked over.
Daniel Thompson’s face darkened: “Gabriel, she’s not your third brother’s girlfriend. ”
Michael Gallagher’s wife couldn’t be a daughter-in-law of the Thompson family.
Even if they got divorced, he wouldn’t let Joshua marry her.
Daniel Thompson impatiently glanced at Molly Walker.
With just this glance, he was taken aback.
No wonder Joshua recognized her as his sister—this Molly Walker looked too much like his sister, Joshua’s aunt.
Among the children, only Joshua and Ivy had spent a lot of time together. The other kids had received various forms of education from a young age and never had the chance to meet Ivy.
Unfortunately, after Joshua started high school, Ivy was diagnosed with cancer and passed away a year later.
She was his only sister and the person Joshua respected most besides his parents.
Seeing Molly Walker like this, Daniel Thompson also had a subtle feeling.
It was as if his sister had suddenly stood in front of him.
He’d wanted to give her a good scolding, but with that familiar and intimate face, the words got stuck in his throat.
Gillian Thompson saw Daniel Thompson’s dazed look. She had a smile on her face, but her heart was pounding like a drum.
She knew this woman was the Molly Walker whom Isabelle Richardson had mentioned.
Before she returned to China, her older brother had already told her about this matter. Joshua insisted that Molly was Ivy.
If she really was Ivy, would there still be a place for her in this family?
Gillian Thompson’s smile was warm, but inside she quickly calculated her next move.
She couldn’t let Ivy come back, she had to be the only fourth young lady in the Thompson family!
She hadn’t yet overcome jet lag after just returning to China, and although she was tired, she immediately felt awake upon seeing Molly Walker—especially when she saw Daniel Thompson’s gaze towards her. Her intuition told her that Daniel Thompson was now suspecting Molly Walker’s identity as well.
After Isabelle Richardson told her about the matter that day, she pretended
not to care on the surface but immediately sent someone to investigate Molly Walker in secret.
As they investigated, the clues shocked her.
Molly Walker had been abandoned, and she resemblrf Ivy Thompson.
All these events put together, even if they were coincidences, made the situation more delicate.
So, she immediately pushed a classmate who matched Ivy even more into the spotlight.
Rather than letting an unknown woman step on her head, it’s better to find someone controllable, such as her classmate.
“Dad, I brought Ivy as well. She’s staying at the hotel next door. You guys can do the parent-child test tomorrow,” Gillian Thompson said, pulling Daniel Thompson back to reality and then laughed, “Gabriel, if she’s really Ivy, it turns out you’re really the one who brings good luck to your sister and you brought her back.”
Gillian Thompson smiled on the surface, but her heart was stabbed by these words.
This sentence reminded her that not only was her identity different from others, but her name also had a deeper meaning.
Gillian Thompson, Gillian Thompson, the meaning was clear.
At first, she thought she was just a tool for praying for blessings, and she had made a fuss and cried over it.
Later, when the Thompson family treated her like their own child, she began to covet this warmth.
All of them hoped that Ivy Thompson would return, except for her. She hoped Ivy Thompson would never come back.
Gillian Thompson, longing for her sister to return.
If her sister returned, would there still be a need for her existence?
No one knew what she was thinking in her heart. Not even Joshua Thompson, who was closest to her, could guess her thoughts.
Joshua Thompson said excitedly: “Dad, I’ve brought Molly Walker for you.”
“Take a good look.”
His words had a double meaning.
But Molly Walker noticed that Gillian Thompson was staring at her the whole
time..