My mother had been terrified.
She was afraid that if I discovered the truth, I would believe I had been deceived my entire life.
That was why she had secretly met with Daniel.
And the $50,000 was intended to pay off Sarah’s medical debts and buy her a small apartment.
My mother had transferred the money to Daniel so he could arrange everything before our wedding.
However, after learning the secret, Daniel had become afraid that I would refuse to meet Sarah.
And he had made the worst possible decision: bringing me there against my will.
I looked at him.
“You should have trusted me.”
He lowered his head.
“I know. I made a terrible mistake.”
At that moment, the hospital door opened.
A thin woman of about fifty stepped outside. She had dark hair and tired eyes.
Standing beside her was my mother, Margaret.
When the woman saw me, she stopped.