After being born again, I had not told my mom that my dad wanted to kill her to get her insurance settlement. It was not a big deal that she did not believe me. If she thought it was a joke and told my dad, I would be in danger.
However, I couldn’t always keep an eye on my mom.
In order not to avoid a repetition of the tragedy, I had to take the risk of telling my mom and begging her not to mention it to my dad.
My mom agreed with a smile, obviously not taking my words seriously.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed. My mom wasn’t pregnant, but I knew that Silvia should be pregnant now.
To test her, I deliberately handed her a piece of watermelon. "Aunt Silvia, here you are. It is very sweet."
Silvia declined politely. "I don't have a good appetite recently. I can't eat cold food."
After that, I deliberately played with the ball in the room, and as I played, I accidentally bumped into her and knocked her to the ground.
Seeing this, my dad hurried forward to help her up. "Are you all right?"
Although Silvia shook her head and said that she was fine, she soon left. Not long after, my dad also casually found an excuse to leave.
My mom didn't think much about it and continued to cook.
But I was a bit distracted and tugged on my mom's sleeve, telling her "Aunt Silvia seems to be pregnant."
Mom suddenly stopped chopping vegetables. "Where did you hear that? Don't talk nonsense."
I deliberately lied. "I heard her quarrel with my dad, saying that if my dad didn't marry her, she would have an abortion."
I kept bringing it up. No matter how my mom didn’t care about them, she couldn't remain indifferent.
She seemed to think of something. She wiped her hands, put her clothes on, and went out.
I was worried about her, so I followed her to the hospital. Then I saw my dad, who was accompanying Silvia for a pregnancy test in the obstetrics and gynecology department.
My mom stood still at the end of the corridor for a long time. The second before my dad found her, she took a few steps back and hid.
My mom didn't cry but just held my hand a little tighter.
In the following days, my mom acted as usual as if my dad's affair was not a big blow to her.
But I knew she was having a hard time.
My dad looked honest, but in fact, he was evil and selfish.