Chapter 388 Adara
Star was stunned for a moment and looked at Jackson and then at Lillian, seemingly suddenly guessing what was going on.
She hurriedly waved her hand at Lillian and said, "Mrs. Frane, there must be some misunderstanding. I was hired by Mr. Frane to pretend to be Star!"
Lillian stared at her in astonishment, then turned to look at Jackson, asking, "Isn't she Star?"
Jackson smiled despondently and said, "I wish she were, but I haven't found her."
"Star" quickly followed up with an explanation. "Mrs. Frane, my name is Adara. I'm really not Star."
Seeing Adara anxious and still standing awkwardly, Jackson said, "You can sit down and explain."
Adara then sat down and elaborated, "I'm an orphan. I had a serious illness when I was a teenager and lost my childhood memories. About four months ago, Mr. Frane found me and said I might be the person he had been looking for. At that time, I was very excited, thinking I had found my family. But later, after doing a kinship test with Henry, we found out that I was not the person Mr. Frane was looking for. Mr. Frane said that Susan had been looking for Star all her life and was now critically ill. He didn't want her to pass away with regrets, so he asked me to pretend to be Star. To be honest, Mrs. Frane, I was in desperate need of money. Last year, my husband was diagnosed with kidney failure and needed a transplant. My daughter is so young. I couldn't let my husband die young, and my daughter couldn't grow up without a father. However, finding a kidney donor was not easy, and we didn't even have the money for the treatment. Mr. Frane said that if I agreed to help him, he would help with my husband's surgery. I couldn't refuse such a condition, so I followed him back to the country. That's the whole story."
Adara spoke for a long time, feeling thirsty but too embarrassed to get water herself.
After all, Lillian was the host here, and she was just a temporary guest.
Seeing the water glasses and teapot on the coffee table, Jackson leaned over and poured two glasses of water.
He handed one to Lillian and pushed the other in front of Adara.
Adara quickly thanked him and took a couple of sips from the glass.
Lillian suddenly understood. She was extremely shocked and hadn't recovered when she saw Jackson's considerate actions.
That day, Jackson had also been so considerate, opening the car door for Adara.
And at the hospital, when Adara was looking at her phone and didn't see the steps, Jackson reached out to help her.
These actions might be nothing for ordinary people, but they were very rare for Jackson.
It was because of seeing these actions that Lillian had mistakenly thought Adara was Star.
It turned out Adara was just pretending to be Star.
Because Adara resembled Star, Jackson treated her with such gentle care.
Adara continued, "Mrs. Frane, I rarely meet Mr. Frane alone. He only explains things to me to avoid exposure. By the way, Mr. Frane asked me some questions about pregnancy before because you were pregnant, and he was very concerned about you."
Adara's voice interrupted Lillian's thoughts.
Lillian came back to her senses. Hearing this, she felt the gloom in her heart dispersed, and the slight, inappropriate worry she had just felt vanished instantly.
Lillian smiled at Adara a bit embarrassedly and said, "Thank you for telling me this. By the way, is the burn on your hand not healed yet? If it's not healed, it's best not to keep wearing gloves."
Lillian looked at Adara's gloved right hand. She remembered that the last time they met at the restaurant, Adara was also wearing gloves.
Adara was momentarily stunned, seemingly subconsciously curling her fingers.
Lillian felt something was odd about her fingers but couldn't point what was strange at the moment.
Jackson, beside Lillian, said to Adara, "If you don't mind, could you take off the glove and let Lillian have a look?"
Adara quickly replied, "I don't mind. I'm just afraid of scaring Mrs. Frane."
Lillian didn't quite understand their conversation. However, Adara put down the glass and reached out to remove the glove.