You Are My Star

Chapter 7 Tell You the Truth

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How I wonder what you are...” A clear child’s voice came from nearby.

A five- or six-year-old boy sat in the corner of the hospital door, holding his face in his hand and humming intermittently.

Nancy walked over and hunkered down in front of him, "Hi, why are you here alone? Where's your mother? "

The little boy wasn’t afraid of Nancy and said, "My mother works as a cleaner in the hospital. I'm waiting for her to get off work."

"Then why don't you go in and wait?"

The little boy pursed his lips sadly, "It's very tired and hard to be a cleaner. My mother doesn't want me to see her working hard. Auntie, do you also work in the hospital? "

Nancy was touched and said softly, "No, aunt is sick. I am here to see a doctor."

"It costs a lot of money to be sick!" The little boy said, seeming to cry. His rims of eyes turned red, "If I don't get sick, Mum doesn’t have to work so hard to be a cleaner..."

Nancy did not know how to comfort him.

She took all the money out of her purse and put it in the little boy's arms, "Here you are. Take it to your mother."

These cash were about tens of thousands of dollars. The little boy took them with difficulty, "Really, Auntie? Give them all to me? "

She nodded with a smile, "Yes."

"But mom says that I can't take other people's things."

Nancy thought about it and said, "Then sing a song to to me. ‘ Little Star’. "

The little boy nodded heavily.

"... Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky...”

The little boy sang very earnestly, straightened his back, and held the money in his arms with so much strength, as if holding all the hope.

On the way back, there seemed to be a lovely voice echoing in her ear.

Money was really amazing.

It could save people and kill people.

Mum and uncle could plan a car accident to kill Tim’s parents for it. But she could also use money to save the poor mother and son.

When she returned to the villa, she saw a person standing at the door from a distance.

A woman.

She wore delicate light makeup, a pink skirt and black hair. Her voice was very sweet, "Hello, Miss Roberts, I'm Rachel"

She nodded, "What's Up?"

Rachel took out a red invitation from her handbag and handed it to her, "Tim and I are going to have a wedding after seven days. I want to invite you to attend."

Nancy didn’t take it. She chuckled, "You are not afraid that I will make a fuss at your wedding banquet?"

"You won't." Rachel said confidently with a smile, "Unless you don't want your son's life."

The smile on Nancy’s face disappeared, "How do you know..."

How could Rachel know about her son? Even Tim didn’t know about it

"Of course I know. My mother delivered him when he was born." Rachel smiled more happily, "It's really pitiful that he was infected with septicemia all his life when he was born. He has been in intensive care unit and never came out..."

"... It's you? My son got sick because of you... "

When her son was born with septicemia, she thought it was a medical accident!

But Rachel actually said that the doctor who delivered the baby was her mother, so... Septicemia was not an accident at all, but caused by her Mum?!

Rachel foisted invitation into Nancy’s hand and laughed contemptuously, "Miss Roberts, if you want to save your son, get a divorce as soon as possible. By the way, I forgot to tell you that I also made the car accident five years ago. I tampered with the brake of the car, which could solve three troublesome persons at once. It's really cost-effective. "

Nancy was stunned, "That car accident is also caused by you...Why on earth? That's three lives! "

"Tim’s parents like you so much. They just want you to be their daughter-in-law. If they are still alive, when can I marry Tim?" Rachel patted her face and approached her, "But these are not important. You are dying, and your son is dying. It doesn't matter to tell you. I am here to show my kindness, and let you know the truth."

"Ah!" There was a scream.