Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She stopped once she was out of the ward. The sun had already set, and the night was approaching as the day was finally coming to an end. She put her hands together, hands facing each other.

Her bone marrow must match Rainy’s. She was not afraid of the pain. She could lose everything but not her daughter. As long as there was a way to save her, she was willing to do anything. However, everything was unknown to her, and no one could give her an answer to the uncertain. Only time would tell as she waited for the judgment.

Whether it’s life or death.

In heaven or in hell.

She returned to Rainy’s side and sat as her daughter lay asleep. With her hand gently on her daughter’s hair, she felt powerless to stop her tears when they started to fall once again.

Due to the frequency of the chemotherapy, Rainy might lose her beautiful hair. Her daughter loves to look pretty. What would she do if she lost her hair?

When she thought of those few months of her childhood with her head bald, she covered her mouth with her hands.

Xia Ruoxin—an ugly duckling. Her father was not fond of her, and her mother did not love her. Nobody loved her bald head.

She shook her head hard and stifled a whimper. After a long time, she finally put her own distress to rest and ran her fingers gently through her daughter’s hair. The softness of her hair was simply irresistible. Even if Rainy lost all her hair, she would still be a beautiful baby. She would not be unloved because she still had a mother.

One who loved her dearly.

She stood up. The sky outside has turned completely dark now; all the street lights were lit. She should be at work—the one which she was extremely unwilling to go to. Yet, she had to because she really needed the money.

“Rainy, remember. Mommy loves you so much.” She kissed her daughter’s forehead carefully, afraid of waking her. She would return soon so she wouldn’t have to be alone for long.

She got up and walked towards the door. Perhaps she felt something because Rainy suddenly became unsettled in her sleep and kept mumbling for her mother.

Xia Ruoxin looked back and saw that the child’s eyes were shut. She was holding the doll with her body coiled up into a little ball. She looked so thin.

Her body started to tremble, but she hardened herself and ran out of the hospital. She might not be able to leave if she didn’t do it right away. What if her child woke up and did not want her to leave?

Unknown to her, Rainy had awakened the moment she walked out. Her little hands went tighter around the doll in her arms.

“Rainy, why have you woken up?” The nurse hurried over upon seeing the child’s wide eyes. Rainy remained silent as she looked at the nurse with her big black eyes. A large bead of tear slowly gathered in the corner of her eye and fell. Since Mommy had to leave, she would stay here and wait for her return obediently.

She would be a very good girl and not make a fuss.

She turned around and hugged her doll tightly while her little shoulders quivered.

The whole area was dead quiet.

At another place filled where the lights were glowing, their world was filled with all kinds of lives.

Xia Ruoxin looked down as she tugged at her attire—a long silk dress. It was hugging snuggly against her body curves; her cleavage could be vaguely seen. If she was to lower her head ever so slightly, it would be in plain view. This dress was meant to be used for seduction so no decent women would wear it.

She stood at the entrance. Loud, booming music could be heard coming from inside accompanied by the sound of laughter filled with flirtation. It was a world she was unfamiliar to, one full of luxury that only the rich could afford. She was a hostess who was willing to allow anyone to fondle, have sexual intimacy, or do any other shameless and humiliating acts.