Revenge: Once His Wife, Now His Regret - Chapter 67: Chapter 67

Sally instinctively lowered her gaze.
She'd been crying because of Sienna, not Brad.
"Don't worry about me," Sally said, patting his shoulder. "Go on, get back to work." She then walked towards the consultation desk.
Carlos watched her walk away, a feeling nagging at him that Sally was different today. A somber air clung to her, and he thought he saw a flicker of deep sadness in her eyes.
Sally had to work on the weekend, so Abigail was looking after Lillian.
When Sally got home, Lillian was sitting alone on the balcony, playing with blocks, looking very calm.
Sally glanced at Abigail on the sofa and asked in a low voice, "Did you get it approved?"
"It's set. Tomorrow at nine a.m.," Abigail said, her voice even. "I was hoping for ten, since nine is so early and it's a forty-minute drive from here. But apparently, someone else requested to see her at ten, so nine was all we could get."
"Someone else?" Sally asked, curious. "Her family?"
From what Sally knew, Sienna wasn't on good terms with her husband's family, so it was unlikely they'd visit, even under these circumstances.
And her husband, naturally, wouldn't have the nerve to face her.
"Could be, or maybe friends," Abigail mused. "Do you think it could be the girl's godfather?"
Sally paused for a moment, then said quietly, "You mean Jaxon?"
"Yeah! Didn't you say Jaxon visited her before? That means they must still be on decent terms. He'd definitely want to see her one last time." Abigail said.
Sally shook her head. "Hard to say."
"If it is him, you two might even run into each other tomorrow... " Abigail guessed.
Sally considered this for a moment but didn't reply.
Abigail glanced at Lillian on the balcony, then back at Sally. "What are you going to tell the child?"
Sally sat down beside her, leaned in closer, and lowered her voice again. "I'm just going to take her to see her mother, like a normal visit. I don't plan on telling her it's the last time. Don't you say anything either."
"But what if she keeps asking to see her mom later?" Abigail looked at her, her face etched with worry.
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Let's just get them to see each other first." Sally's tone was flat, her expression unreadable.
"I guess that's all we can do," Abigail said, her voice barely a whisper. "We'll just have to take it one step at a time."
Sally nodded silently.
She got up and walked over to the child, then crouched down. "Lillian, what are you playing?"
"Sally, I'm building a house! See? Isn't my house pretty?" Lillian asked.
"It's beautiful," Sally said with a faint smile. "You're so clever, Lillian."
"When I grow up, I want to build a beautiful house for Mommy, and one for Sally and Abigail too... " Lillian said.
Hearing this, Abigail quickly turned her head away. Large tears instantly welled up and streamed down her face.
Sally's voice was thick with emotion. "Lillian, do you miss your mom?"
At her words, Lillian's hands stilled.
She looked up at Sally and nodded gently. "I miss Mommy a lot."
Following her cue, Sally said, "Then how about I take you to see Mommy tomorrow?"
"Really?" Lillian jumped up, her eyes wide with surprise. "Can I really go see Mommy?"
Seeing how excited Lillian was, Sally couldn't help but tear up. "Yes, we'll go tomorrow."
"That's great! I haven't seen Mommy in two years. The last time, the director took me," Lillian said, throwing her arms around Sally's neck. "Thank you, Sally."
Then, Lillian planted a light kiss on Sally's cheek.
Sally's heart felt like it melted, as if she were swimming in honey.
Even the air seemed sweet.
But the sharp ache in her heart was still there, tearing at her.
The next day.
Sally woke up early and took a cab with Lillian to the prison.
This was her first time back since her release, but her feelings were entirely different now.
In the visitation room, Lillian finally saw her mother.
She clutched the receiver with her small hand, tears streaming down her face. "Mommy, I miss you so much! When can you get out of here? I want to live with you, Mommy."
Sally hadn't expected this. She had prepared for everything, except for Sienna herself.
Although Sally didn't know exactly what Sienna said to the child, she saw the shape of a single, devastating word on Sienna's lips.
Die.
When Sienna fell silent, the little girl in front of Sally broke down completely.
"I don't want Mommy to die! I don't want Mommy to die...
"Mommy, you can't die! You haven't even gotten out yet, how can you die?
"You have to watch me grow up! I don't want you to die!"
Lillian was inconsolable, her sobs so wrenching that Sally couldn't get a proper word in with Sienna.
Only when an officer led the child out for a moment did Sally pick up the receiver.
Her face hardened. "I wasn't going to tell Lillian, you know. I just wanted her to have a normal visit. I never imagined you'd tell her yourself... "
Sally's voice was choked with unshed tears.
"Sally, she would find out sooner or later. It's better she hears it from me than from you or someone else. This way, she can accept it faster, grow up, and understand." Sienna stated.
"She's just a child," Sally said, tears now flowing freely. "And I'm here to protect her. She doesn't need to grow up so fast."
"Thank you so much for being willing to take care of Lillian for me. After I'm gone, she's in your hands. I can never repay your kindness in this life. In the next, I'll gladly be your servant... " Sienna said.
"Don't say that." Sally could barely speak through her tears.
Through the glass, she saw Sienna's gaunt face, and waves of pain washed over her.
During her time in prison, if Sienna hadn't helped her, she would have died long ago.
"You saved my life, and my future too... " Sally said, her expression earnest. "I swear I won't let you down. I'll treat Lillian as my own, do everything I can to give her a good life, see her settled and happy, with a family of her own. I'll fulfill your wish."
"Thank you, Sally."
"No, thank *you*," Sally said, her voice still thick with tears. "Thank you for giving me a second chance at life."