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Chapter 675
Rosalynn was slightly taken aback.
Paige shrugged, looking like she didn’t care anymore.
“In the past, if something happened to the Sutton family and it was related to me, my mom would
always blame me whether it was my fault or not. She’d make me apologize and admit my mistakes…”
“But this time, it was Grant who deliberately set you and Baillie up, and she took the blame for Grant.
What does this have to do with you?”
“Who knows? She might think that if I’d been more obedient and didn’t have conflicts with them, maybe
I could’ve stopped Baillie
1 from taking action, and things wouldn’t have gone this far.”
Rosalynn frowned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“If she really thinks that way, I suggest you get mentally prepared to accept the reality of not having her
as your mother.” Paige slumped on the sofa, looking at the cartoon drawings on the children’s ward
ceiling, and slowly said, “Actually, I don’t consider her my mother anymore, it’s just… I still hope she
can have a better and more comfortable life.”
Rosalynn shook her head and poked Paige’s shoulder. “You’re just too softhearted.”
Paige glanced at her and then snuggled into her arms.
The two quickly started giggling and playing together.
Ivy was wearing headphones, drawing pictures.
Her mood had been pretty bad lately. When she was feeling down, Ivy would wear headphones and
draw all day.
Turning around as she adjusted the paints, she saw her godmother and mother happily messing
around. Despite wearing noise-canceling headphones, she could still hear their joyful laughter.
Ivy turned back, sighing softly, envious of their carefree lives.
And at her tender age of five, she had to consider the complex issue of whether or not to acknowledge
her biological father.
Paige stayed until after ten.
Ivy and Cory were asleep, and Baillie came to pick her up.
Hanging up the phone, Paige heaved a long sigh of relief.
“I told you he’d come pick you up!” Rosalynn said helplessly.
Paige was still worried, “Who knows if he’s here to deliver the divorce agreement?”
“Stop overthinking! Get going!” Rosalynn gave Paige a light kick.
Paige huffed dramatically.
“Remember to give your grandma the birthday gift I bought her,” Rosalynn reminded Paige before she
left.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I know,” Paige waved and slowly walked out.
When she saw Baillie, he was leaning against the driver’s side, talking on the phone with someone.
Seeing her, he ended the call.
“What took you so long? Anything happened upstairs?” Baillie approached her.
Paige looked into the car.
Oh my God, there was indeed a file bag on the back seat!
“No, nothing…” Paige shook her head.
“That’s good. Get in and let’s go home,” Baillie opened the car door.
Paige sighed softly, got in the car, and fastened her seatbelt.
How to put it, Baillie was a genuinely good person. If he felt he didn’t get enough attention and
appreciation, she could accept his decision to end this marriage contract.
The hospital wasn’t far from where she lived, and it took about ten minutes to get there.
On the way. Paige seldomly spoke and Baillie glanced at her a few times.
“I’ve already asked the hospital, and Logan’s fine,” Baillie said gently to Paige after parking the car.