Chapter 372

She was his biological mother, and no matter what, she would not hurt him, would she?

He loosened his grip and got into the backseat obediently.

Dew did not stop for anything, including the red lights. The car sped down the road.

“What do you want to tell me, Mother?” George asked, feeling that something was off. “You can pull
over right now and tell me!”

Dew floored the pedal because it seemed like the only way for her to let all of her fear and anxiety out.

They soon left the downtown area as the car zoomed along the road. They kept moving further and
further away along a provincial road, with fewer and fewer vehicles and people on the road.

After twenty minutes, the car finally stopped at the side of the road.

They were in an industrial area full of abandoned factories, and rusting machinery was being dumped
down the sides of the roads. Under the streetlight’s yellow glow, the place appeared even eerier.

“Get out.”

Dew leaned against the car with her eyes cold.

George took a quick look outside and saw that it was deserted, but the cool autumn night air was a little
refreshing.

He bent down and got out of the car with pursed lips. A cold aura emitted from his body.



“George, you always call me mother, but I know you don’t really love and respect me. You have no
choice but to acknowledge me only because I gave birth to you. Am I right?” Dew turned

and stared at him with a piercing gaze.

After a short period of silence, George asked, “You brought me all the way here just to ask me this
question, Mother?”

“If, and I mean if.” The corner of Dew’s lips curled upwards, and she smiled slowly. “If I’m not your
biological mother, and if the past four years have been a lie, then, are you still willing to call me your
mother?” she asked.

George was completely stunned. “What do you mean by that?”

Dew crouched down to grab his shoulders and said, “It’s just a hypothetical question. If you weren’t my
real son, and you hadn’t crawled out of my tummy, but I’ve been raising you for four years, would you
still respect me like you used to do?”

George’s eyes narrowed.

Nobody ever asks a question without a good cause.

Moreover, his mother had taken him to this deserted place with great effort just to question him.

And that indicated that it was not a meaningless question.

“How do you want me to answer this?” he slowly said.

“I’ve been taking care of you for the past four years. Although I didn’t do so day and night, I did
everything I should as a mother,” Dew pinched his young shoulders with force, and with a heavier tone,



she said, “They all say that the mother who raises their child is greater than the one who gave birth to
them. I’ve been taking care of you, in your heart, I should be more important than your birth mother!”

“Mother, are you telling me that you’re actually my stepmother?” George said slowly, his hands
clenched into fists as he fought to suppress the turmoil in his heart.

“No, I’m just making an assumption,” Dew’s eyes widened.” George, your daddy wants to kill me
because he thinks I’m not your biological mother. Can you go and convince him to let me go? I really
am you and Harold’s mother. I gave birth to the both of you after carrying you both in my stomach for
ten months. I love you two so much, how could it all be a lie?”

George stared at her for a full minute.

He was not a fool, and just by looking at Dew’s expression, he could already surmise most of the truth.

He raised his hands to pry away Dew’s fingers one by one.

“George. George! You have to believe me. I really am your mother, and you’re the only one who can
save me now! I’m begging you, George. Now, all I can do is beg you for help. Your

daddy will really kill me if you don’t care about me.”

“You’re not my mother!” George exclaimed, one word after the other. “You’re not the mother of Harold
and me. It’s not an assumption, it’s the truth.”

Dew’s eyes widened instantly.

This kid was too clever. It was impossible to trick him. However, he was her last and only hope of
surviving.


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