Chapter 58
Thalassa wanted to say she was also a victim, but at the sight of Evelyn’s expectant and serious gaze, she held her tongue.
What’s going on? Spill the beans: who’s the father of your kids? For all these years, you’ve never mentioned him! Even if you don’t want to be with him, he should shoulder some responsibility for the kids.” Evelyn pressed.
If Thalassa could find the kids father and make him share some of the burden, her life wouldn’t be so hard.
Tve already told you; I don’t know. Mom, please stop asking me.” This was an old issue, and Thalassa really didn’t want to go over it again.
If she knew who their father was, she would have sought him out long ago.
She couldn’t tell Evelyn about the assault she had endured at home. If she did, Evelyn would be even more devastated, perhaps crying herself to pieces.
You really know how to worry a person.’ Evelyn sighed, full of helplessness.
She’d asked so many times, but Thalassa just wouldnt say who the kids’ father was!
Breakfast time rolled around, and the kids all tucked in with gusto.
Thalassa cheerfully took care of them during breakfast
Evelyn said, “Since you have some free time lately, let’s go back to our hometown today.”
“Why are we going back to our hometown?” Thalassa asked curiously.
Today is the anniversary of your cousin Celia’s death. Astrid called me and wants us to go pay respects at the cemetery. Evelyn replied.
The mention of cousin Celia brought a wave of sadness over Thalassa, wiping the smile off her face.
Celia was the daughter of Thalassa’s aunt Astrid and uncle Ryan. They had been a happy family, but Celia had accidentally drowned while playing near a pond as a child. Nobody was around to help, and she didn’t survive.
Celia’s father was so devastated by the tragedy that he fell ill and died a few years later, leaving Astrid alone.
So, every year, they would pay tribute to Celia and Ryan’s graves.
After breakfast, Thalassa booked train tickets back home.
When the six of them walked to the edge of the village, a luxurious car sped past them.
The car brushed past Thalassa, almost hitting her.
Fortunately, Thalassa was quick to react and jumped to the side, avoiding being hit.
She turned around to see that the black car had stopped in the village square.
Many villagers were gathered in the square, enjoying their chat.
The car door opened, and a trendy and sexy woman stepped out. She wore heavy makeup, thick foundation, bright red lipstick, sunglasses, and high heels.
After getting out of the car, she flicked her hair over her shoulder and said, ‘Oh my, even riding in a luxury car is tiring. My back is killing me.”
“Isn’t that Isabella? What kind of car is this? It looks really luxurious; I’ve never seen such a fancy car in my life.” An elder from the village approached, his eyes shining as he looked at the black luxury car Isabella leaned against, then at her, expressing great surprise.
“Look, this is an Audi; each one costs tens of thousands of dollars.” Isabella opened her thickly painted lips and said it with a proud smile, emphasizing the price of tens of thousands of dollars.
“Tens of thousands per car, that’s rich. Isabella, you’re doing really well; you’re the richest person in our village. An elder gave Isabella a thumbs-up in
praise.
Isabella stood tall and proud, basking in the praise and envy of the villagers. She had deliberately stopped the car to bask in the admiration and respect of the entire village.
“Oh, who’s that carrying lots of bags and with four children? Is that Thalassa?” Another villager suddenly spotted a family panting and walking their way “That’s Thalassa. Look at her, with four children and carrying all their luggage on foot. The contrast between her and Isabella coming home is stark.” The elder, who had praised Isabella earlier, looked at Thalassa, laughing as he spoke.