Take Back All She Lost novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117

She said to Belinda, “We have the same mom. This time you pushed me, I won’t tell anyone, but you can’t do it again.”

Belinda snorted heavily and muttered under her breath:

“Who has the same mom as you? That’s my mom.”

Josephine walked over and picked up Natalia in a princess carry.

Belinda remembered that when she was sick, her mom used to hold her like this too.

Holding her tightly in her arms, like a bird’s nest built by a mother bird.

Safe, warm, and very gentle.

She suddenly realized that her mom could be gentle too.

“Mom…”

Belinda called out to Josephine in a low voice, her eyes full of grievance.

Josephine glanced at Belinda with lowered eyes and said in a flat voice, “I am your Josephine.”

Josephine walked past Belinda, holding Natalia in her arms.

Helena came to pick up Belinda, her gaze at Josephine full of resentment and unwillingness.

“Josephine really is heartless! Novo Tech will belong to Belinda in the future, and you made Novo Tech lose billions. Don’t you care at all about Belinda’s future?”

“You’re her mother, so you take care of it.”

Josephine’s lips curled slightly, her gaze indifferent.

“Your family’s good days are still ahead, especially you, Helena. You’ll get what’s coming to you.”

Belinda called out Mom again.

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Josephine didn’t look back, carrying Natalia as she walked away.

Belinda was sulking and barely spoke to Helena on the way home.

She was gloomy even during dinner.

It wasn’t until Wilfred came home that night that her emotions finally erupted.

Crying, she asked Wilfred, “Daddy, am I really Mom’s biological child?”

“I don’t think I’m her real daughter.”

Wilfred’s shoulders tensed into a straight line.

He looked down at Belinda, his gaze frozen for several seconds…

In an instant, everything returned to normal.

“Why are you suddenly asking this?”

Wilfred’s tone was the epitome of gentleness and softness.

“You are the daughter of Josephine and me.”

“But Mom ignores me. In her eyes, there’s only Natalia.”

Belinda remembered how, in the infirmary, her mother had cradled Natalia in her arms like a princess. The memory made her heart feel as sour as if she had eaten a lemon.

“What mother doesn’t love her own child?”

“Dad, you once said I was Mom’s only child in this life, but it was all a lie.”

The more Belinda spoke, the sadder she became.

She turned around and buried herself in Helena’s arms, crying.

Helena had poured her heart into caring for Belinda for so long, yet now Belinda wanted her real mother again.

Did she even want her real mom to come home and live with Dad again?

The thought made Helena both angry and aggrieved.

But she couldn’t push Belinda away coldly like Josephine did.

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On the surface, she still lovingly picked up Belinda and comforted her in a gentle voice.

Wilfred left the children’s room, went to the windowsill, and lit a cigarette.

The wind had picked up, bringing a hint of chill to the air, along with the unique sense of oppression that belonged to summer.

Wilfred exhaled a smoke ring, and memories crept in, filling his mind.

He had arrived in Marisbury the day after the earthquake.

Tall buildings had collapsed, roads were torn apart like serpents, and the air was thick with the scent of death and dust.

Josephine’s family lived in a two–story villa.

When the building collapsed, her mother shielded her with her own body, saving her life.

By the time he found Josephine in a tent, she had almost no signs of life left except for a heartbeat.

Her belly was completely flat, with a gash over ten centimeters long. Even with gauze covering it, the wound’s ferocity and horror could not be concealed.

He grabbed a nurse and shouted out of control: “Where is

my

child? Where is

my child?”

The nurse was also on the verge of collapse, trembling as she pointed to a baby girl with tightly closed eyes and said:

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