Chapter 1140 Hannah, I Am Your Biological Mother
Lisa dug her nails into Hannah's arm, hard. "Since you know you're useless, hurry up and get the money! Didn't you say some rich guy is chasing after you? Go ask him for help. If he likes you, he'll definitely find a way to save your dad."
Hannah winced in pain but didn't dare make a sound, biting down hard on her molars to endure it. "We... we can't do that. We're not related to him, he won't help."
Lisa's face turned red with anger, and she pinched Hannah several more times.
The pain was unbearable, and Hannah couldn't hold back her tears, which streamed down her face.
Lisa acted as if she didn't see, continuing to pinch her while cursing. "How do you know if you don't try? You ungrateful brat! You can't even beg for help to save your dad. You're completely useless! Are you going or not? Are you going or not?"
With that, she pinched harder.
Hannah, in agony, retreated but still held her ground, shaking her head in refusal. "No, he's just a student. He can't help us. We can't put him in a difficult position."
Lisa fumed, "He's the future heir of the Moore family. Even if he's just a college student, he has connections and money. If he wants to find a way, he will!
Do you want to see your dad get better or not? If you keep dragging your feet and something happens to your dad, I'll kill you and make you join him in the grave."
Upon hearing "the future heir of the Moore family," Lassie's thoughts began to clear, and she finally remembered why she had come.
She was here to save her daughter.
Given the situation, Quentin's condition must have suddenly worsened, and he was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.
Lisa couldn't find a liver donor for her husband, so she was forcing Hannah to find a way.
When Hannah couldn't come up with a solution, Lisa pressured her to ask Austin for help.
From Hannah's sleep-talking, Lassie had pieced together that her daughter had been living poorly with the White family, but she hadn't realized it was this bad.
Seeing Hannah's fearful and timid demeanor, it was clear this wasn't the first time she had been abused.
Her daughter, whom she cherished and couldn't bear to scold, was being treated so cruelly.
An overwhelming rage surged within her.
When Lisa reached out to pinch Hannah again, Lassie couldn't hold back. She quickly stepped forward, pulled Hannah away, and shielded her, then slapped Lisa hard several times.
The crisp sound of the slaps echoed through the hallway.
Lisa stared at the woman who had suddenly appeared and hit her, stunned, clutching her stinging face in disbelief. "Who do you think you are, daring to hit me?"
Lassie felt like she was going to explode with anger.
She wanted to tear Lisa apart to vent her fury. "Who am I? I'm Hannah's biological mother, you vile woman! How dare you hit my daughter? I'll skin you alive!"
Lisa laughed angrily. "Your daughter? Where did you come from, you crazy woman? I've never seen anyone so desperate to claim a daughter! Get lost and stop meddling in my family affairs, or you'll regret it."
As she spoke, she reached out to pull Hannah from behind Lassie.
Hannah was terrified.
Seeing Lisa's hand reaching out, she instinctively shrank back behind Lassie.
Her reaction confirmed Lassie's suspicions.
Only someone who had been frequently abused would react this way to their biological mother.
Thinking of this, Lassie couldn't help but raise her hand and slap Lisa twice more.
Lisa felt like she was going insane, stomping her feet in anger. "Why did you hit me again? Are you crazy?"
She was the type to bully her own family.
At home, she controlled her husband, oppressed her daughter, and spoiled her son, but outside, she was timid and submissive.
Seeing Lassie's fierce demeanor, sharp eyes, and the aura of someone accustomed to luxury and authority, Lisa didn't dare fight back, fearing she might offend someone she couldn't afford to.
Lassie ignored her, turning to look at Hannah.
At this moment, Hannah seemed much younger than when Lassie first saw her.
With a heart full of sorrow, Lassie reached out to wipe away Hannah's tears. Her voice was hoarse from the intense emotions. "How old are you?"
Hannah timidly looked at the gentle, beautiful, and dignified woman before her and answered obediently, "I'm seventeen."
"Seventeen." Lassie's tears fell uncontrollably.
She was only seventeen!
Lisa was forcing her to use her looks to please Austin.
Seeing Lassie cry, Hannah wanted to reach out and wipe her tears, but hesitated, fearing it would be too forward. She cautiously asked, "Ma'am, why are you crying? Are you okay?"
Somehow, although it was the first time she had seen this woman, Hannah felt a sense of familiarity and warmth, as if they had known each other for a long time.
Lassie tried to wipe her tears, but the more she wiped, the more they fell.
She couldn't hold back any longer and hugged Hannah tightly, choking up, "Hannah, I'm your biological mother! My poor daughter, what kind of life have you been living these years? I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for letting you suffer so much. I'm sorry."
Hannah was stunned by her sudden actions and words.
Her hands froze in mid-air, not daring to hug her back.
"What... what did you say? You're my biological mother? How... how is that possible?" At that moment, many thoughts flashed through her mind.
Could it be like in the novels, where she was a lost daughter of a wealthy family? Or was she kidnapped?
If that were the case, it would be wonderful.
She could finally escape this cold, violent household and the mother who had long abused her.
After hugging Hannah for a while, Lassie let go of her, crying as she spoke, "You are my daughter. Hannah, I'm here to take you home! Will you come home with me? I promise to protect you and never let anyone hurt you again."
Hannah looked at Lassie, both surprised and delighted. "Are you really my mother?"
Lassie nodded, "Yes! I really am your mommy! I've been searching for you all these years! Today, I finally found you! Will you come home with me?"
Hannah almost immediately wanted to nod and agree.
She longed for motherly love.
She longed for a warm family.
She had wished countless times to escape the White family.
She had asked herself countless times why Lisa didn't like her, why Lisa treated her this way.
Now, all her questions were answered.
Because she wasn't Lisa's biological daughter, Lisa treated her so cruelly.
Now that she had found her biological mother, she would never have to endure Lisa's abuse again.
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