Chapter 961 Reunite
Olivia's eyes filled with tears. How long had she waited for this apology?
She had been so naive, not even knowing Mia's true parentage. It turned out her father was Jeremy.
Three years ago, the man who had brutally assaulted her wasn't Sam, but the man standing before her now.
He owed her an apology. Three years of hardship and countless trials had all stemmed from him.
"Your biggest mistake was getting engaged to Lynn, letting her do whatever she wanted. Jeremy, this time I'm going to make Lynn's entire family pay dearly. I don't care what you think..."
"You don't need to say it. No mercy!" Jeremy's eyes were filled with cold regret, his deep voice sending chills down her spine. "Thank God Winnie told us the truth, and thank God we got Mia back."
Jeremy looked at her fragile, glistening tears and felt a surge of emotion. He stepped forward, grasping her soft shoulders, wanting to pull her into a deep embrace. "Olivia, it's not too late. Give me a chance to make things right.
And don't forget, we made vows in front of the pastor yesterday. When I said marriage, I wasn't joking.
Before last night, I wanted to keep you close and punish you harshly. I was indeed bothered by Mia's identity.
But after last night, I deeply regret it! I want to bring you and Mia close and make amends.
Do you understand what I mean?"
Olivia looked at him with wide, misty eyes. Jeremy's sudden directness made her heart race. Was he expressing his feelings?
But her mind was in turmoil, and she couldn't help but think of the child she had aborted, his child... The pain gripped her heart. If she had known Mia was his child earlier, she wouldn't have been so desperate to terminate a living fetus.
She didn't know what to do and couldn't immediately respond to him.
Still harboring resentment and secrets, she gently pushed away his lean arms, lowered her head, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't understand."
I don't understand why you humiliated me so much when I was trying on wedding dresses.
Your thoughts are so contradictory, I can't figure them out. You treated Lynn so well before the wedding, but on the wedding day, you dumped her and forced me to marry you. Was it a whim or a cruel joke?
Jeremy... I'm so tired. I don't want to guess your thoughts anymore.
Even now, with Mia being your daughter... it just means we share a daughter. I don't want to talk about us right now. Maybe there's nothing to talk about. I'm sorry, I don't have the energy to think about it."
Jeremy felt a chill in his heart. She had so many emotions and seemed unwilling to forgive him just yet.
He understood that he had made many mistakes, and for three years, he had ignored them. No woman would accept him so quickly and be ready to live with him immediately.
Jeremy pressed his beautiful, thin lips together in frustration, looking at her with serious eyes. He adjusted his glasses, hoping she could see the sincerity in his eyes. "I'm serious. Don't avoid this. We have a three-year-old daughter together. How can there be no story?
Our story has already happened. We're just two fools."
Olivia's nose tingled, and she covered her eyes with her hand, turning her gaze away. Her lips trembled with sobs, filled with countless grievances and anger. She hated the missed time that had tortured her to the brink of death.
She refused to speak, refused to respond to him.
Jeremy's sweaty hand reached out to grasp her pale fingers.
At that moment, a faint sound came from the hospital bed outside, followed by a hoarse child's voice, "Mommy... Mommy..."
"Mia's awake!" Olivia snapped back to reality, looking up sharply.
Jeremy also jolted, quickly turning around.
Their thoughts were instantly drawn to Mia on the bed, and their conversation came to an abrupt halt. Jeremy's long legs carried him swiftly to the bedside.
Seeing the small head moving weakly under the covers, with tears on her injured little face, Mia woke up looking for her mommy. Jeremy's heart raced, and he was at a loss for words.
"Mia..." His identity had changed. How should he speak?
Seeing Jeremy standing there awkwardly, Olivia's emotions were mixed. Under his refined glasses, Jeremy's eyes glistened with suppressed emotions.
Olivia immediately leaned down, holding Mia's small hand. Mia cried out in pain, "Mommy, Mommy, it hurts so much. My face, my neck, and my hands... They hit me and scared me with rats..."
"Don't cry, sweetie!" Olivia's heart shattered at her incomplete words of accusation.
She gently picked up Mia's soft little body, soothing her by stroking her forehead. "It's all over now. Mommy and Jeremy saved you. No one will hurt you again, Mia. Do you hear me? Don't be afraid."
"I hear you... Daddy?" Mia's tear-streaked face peeked out from under her messy hair, her big eyes searching the room.
Suddenly, Mia saw Jeremy's familiar figure. He stood tall and strong on the other side of the bed!
Mia's eyes widened and then curved into a smile. She even jumped out of her mommy's arms, running towards Jeremy with her little feet. "Daddy! You came to see me again? You said that night we wouldn't see each other again, and I was so sad. But I didn't dare cry in front of you, afraid you'd be even more annoyed with me."
"I'm sorry, Mia." Jeremy's voice was hoarse with emotion. "Sweetheart, I'm so sorry. I owe you the most."
Jeremy reached out, pulling Mia into his arms. Holding her close, his heart pounded with a mix of joy and sorrow. He knew he would never forget this feeling.
He was lucky to have her back.
"Sweetheart, I won't say those things again! From now on, I want to see you every day and keep you by my side all the time, okay?"
Mia clung tightly to his firm chest. Jeremy's crisp shirt and the comforting texture of his handmade clothes soothed her young heart. But more comforting were Jeremy's unusually gentle words and attitude!
What did he say?
He wanted to keep her with him every day?
Was it true?
Mia's eyes sparkled with joy, even more than when she was rescued from the kidnapping. She lifted her little head, her chubby hands clinging to his long neck. "Daddy, why are you suddenly so nice to me?
Did you and Mommy make up?
You called me sweetheart so many times... Wait, did you just call yourself 'Daddy'? I used to beg you, but you never wanted to pretend to be my daddy!"
Olivia's lips curved into a smile. This clever Mia was finally a bit slow on the uptake.
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