27 - Legrand Mansion

That's enough for now. She just shrugged it off and ignored it. What she notices and considers is something she knew was impossible.

But when she saw the face of the woman she didn't want to see, her face turned sour. She gave her mother a plastic hug and kiss on the cheek. Look at it, angel angel, ah. Only the wings and horns are absent.

It smiled and waved when it saw her, as if they were close. She just stood there staring at it. She has no intention of having plastic surgery. She sat artfully in front of her, and her mother abruptly left, leaving them both.

"I wouldn't have gone if I hadn't known I'd be able to see your face here. It's revolting."

"I lost my appetite first," she said, raising an eyebrow at her. You appear to be a walking closet. "It stinks.

When Azael arrived with their mother, it stood up angrily. She still has long hair and wears tough clothes. She doesn't think her brother hairstyle is fashionable. They exchanged stares, but she couldn't see or read anything in its eyes. He was like a stranger it didn't recognize.

"Where has Theon gone, honey?" Their mother asked.

"Out of town, My," she simply replied.

In front of them, she shrugged and apologized once more. It was taken to the kitchen. She stated that she would prepare lunch and that they would eat there with their father.

To avoid looking out of place when Azael sat next to Penelope, she pretended to pick up her cellphone. She could see the woman tenderly lean on his shoulder and caress his cheek from her peripheral vision. Just a PDA? Azael embraced her and kissed her on the cheek.

She didn't realize she was only holding the cellphone. She had just gotten back into the swing of things when she saw she dialed Theon number and it rang.

She quickly disconnected the phone call. Her husband cannot be disturbed because he is in Cebu for a meeting. She simply launched a gaming app and began playing.

"I'm hoping we can have twins."

When she heard what Azael said, she flinched for a split second. Twins? Regardless of her presence, she looked at them. Her gaze was drawn to the woman's stomach, and she stared at it. Is it expecting? They are, indeed, married. She's going to have a nephew, and to think that's a sudden onset of heart disease is fantastic. She seemed to be out of breath and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"I'm hoping so, baby. I adore you."

She averted her gaze and returned her attention to the screen of her phone. In pain, how does she feel? Why is it that she can't understand herself? What is the source of her current discomfort? she tightened her grip on the cellphone and decided to stand up. Rather than watching them leave, she went to the kitchen and offered to help.

"What brings you here, hija? Don't you want to talk with them?"

She rolled her eyes and sat in that chair. It was prepared by hand, with housemates assisting the cooks for the family lunch.

"I don't like her. You already know that," she said, bored.

As she stood up and assisted her mother with the preparation, the lady simply shrugged and faced the cooking. She thought she was slicing the face of that bitch woman as she sliced the vegetable.

She was taken aback when she saw Celestine, who had just arrived and was carrying flowers. Then there's the nagging suspicion that the woman is a Legrand or that she's going insane again. She just shrugged it off and resumed slicing the vegetables.

"Mom." Azael came in from the outside and didn't bother looking up to him. She simply cut the carrots.

"Yes, son?"

Azael doesn't seem to remember her. Oh, she must be lovely as well! Not only that, but there is. Worse, why can't she be angry with him anymore? She'll skin his wife it alive, she's sure. Just try to bother her, and she'll really peel it. Bitch!

"My wife Penny requested yogurt; do we have any?

'My wife Pennywise desires delectable yogurt.' She imitates his voice in her head.

She narrowed her eyes as Azael spoke. What does he think of their home? Do they sell yogurt? Are they manufactured? The owner of a yogurt pest factory.

"Ouch!" she cried out in pain, releasing the knife she was holding.

She could see the severe bleeding on her finger. She didn't realize her own finger had been cut. Seriously? she was supposed to hide her hand behind her back, but Azael appeared in front of her and took her hand. His face was solemn, and she couldn't see the concern he used to see here whenever she was doomed.

When Azael pulled her to the faucet and rubbed her sore finger, she didn't care that she obeyed. She just stared and didn't say anything as their mother almost screamed at what she saw.

OA is also their mother at times. She directed her older brother to accompany her to the living room and clean her wound. She acted as if she had no intention of obeying. She was carrying a medicine kit when she returned.

She only awoke when she took her hand and poured alcohol on it. She quickly withdrew her hand and gave it a stern look. It stings! Why add alcohol when he can wrap it?

"Hey, little sis, is it still hurting?"

Is it concerning? she appears angry and ready to hurt because her concern is touching. Argh!

"Perhaps if I put that alcohol in your eyes, you'll realize how painful and painful it is!" she retorted angrily.

“Sorry. Big brother will be gentle, I promise."

She couldn't respond when he took her hand again and gently treated it before bandaging it. She just stood there staring at what it was doing, unsure of how or what to do. What is going on with her? God!

AMARA noticed Celestine's presence. It was standing beside her, silently looking ahead. She will accompany her to her mother's Beauty and Spa Clinic that day. She included it on purpose, and there was no problem with the girl because she seems to do everything she says.

Her class ended today, so she had the opportunity to pay a visit to her mother. She wants to talk about an article she read on a website and invite it to test Celestine. Well, it was just her suggestion, and the final decision rested with her mother.

"Is it okay if you include me?" she asked kindly, looking at it.

"No problem," she said with a sparing smile. It's fine with me."

She gave a nod. There are many cases where human faces are similar, according to the article she read. Others appear to be twins, but DNA testing reveals that they are not. She does not insist on their relationship to the woman. Throughout the week, however, she reflected on the similarities between Celestine and her mother.

Celestine was the misplaced child when the three of them went shopping together. She didn't want to focus on that, but as a curious person with many questions in life, she wanted to give it a shot. Nothing will be lost if she does so.

Shit! When she noticed a traffic jam in the middle of the road, she quickly applied the brakes. Fortunately, she immediately turned the steering wheel to the right, or they would not have been involved in the vehicle collision. That was a close call! The force of her heartbeat. Why are there reckless drivers on the road who just drive and drive while sympathizing?

"Celestine, are you all right?" When she looked at it, she was surprised to see that it was dazed, and when she turned to face her, she lost consciousness.

The woman's reaction perplexed her. What occurred?! Is it suffering from a heart condition, and is it forbidden to be surprised or startled? Whatever! she quickly reversed the car and drove the woman to a nearby hospital. She has no intention of killing it, shit!

Looking at it, the Doctor expressed surprise at what had occurred. It appears that she has a phobia and severe trauma, so this is her reaction, but it is normal. She even considered what! she was nervous, but she also felt sorry for her. She imagines the kind of life that has existed in the province.

She also discovered that her blood type was Type AB+, just like her mother's. She's becoming more Type B as she gets older. What does it all mean? Not so ... No, it's not possible, but it's also not impossible.

The girl was dozing off while an IV was attached to her hand. She mustered the courage to remove five strands of hair and place them in a clean container. She'll conduct a brief investigation and not inform their mother. She will conduct the test in secret.

She must also obtain a strand of her mother's hair and be able to test without her permission. Even though she is aware of the outcome, why does she feel differently?

She was able to obtain hair from her mother. She had her hair cut in the ladies' room. She placed it in another container and tested their recovered hair the next day. She also informed her mother that she would be unable to continue the visit due to an unexpected walk. She also failed to mention that they almost ran and that the woman was in the hospital, which would quickly pinch her. Celestine is fine so far, and she has returned to the Legrand mansion.