"Becky, you have a sister," Rory said.
He waited for some reaction. "Do you remember Ruby?"
As memories flashed through her mind, Becky momentarily forgot she was crying. She was lost in
thought for a minute before she said in grief, "But Daddy, didn't Mom say that she was not really my
sister?"
"The DNA result your mother showed us was fake. She never really took any sample from Ruby for a
DNA test. She just made it up to drive Ruby and her mother away." There was a brief spark of anger at
the mention of this. But Rory did his best to hide the displeasure in his tone from Becky, who in her
state would sense it easily. "Ruby is your half-sister," he told Becky.
He was extremely drunk that night. Rory remembered waking up the next morning with Sharon lying
next to him in bed. His most vivid memory was the red stain that stood out in stark contrast to the white
bed sheet. He was nonplussed. After he realized what happened that night, Rory had no choice but to
marry Sharon.
After they got married, he became the responsible husband and took good care of Sharon. It was not
until Ruby's birth that Rory began to entertain other ideas in his head. And when Donna later showed
him the DNA report, he was furious and drove Sharon out of their house. Their marriage ended, and
the two never saw each other again. It was only by accident that Rory heard that Sharon had married
Steven, who treated Ruby like his own daughter. At that time, Rory truly believed Steven was Ruby's
biological father.
It was not until recently when Rory found out the truth about the DNA test result that he realized Ruby
could really be his biological child. Sharon was a virgin when they spent the night together. He was
quite sure of this, although he was dead drunk and didn't remember anything that night.
"Then where is Ruby now?" Becky asked nervously. He shut his eyes for a moment before replying.
"She's in A City." If Ruby's retina were an actual match with Becky's, he would beg her to give it to her
sister. In return, Rory would accept Ruby as his daughter, treat her well and give her a comfortable life.
"Really?" Becky's voice was even shakier. "Where is she, Daddy? Where is she now?" He heard the
urgency in her voice. Pausing for a while, Becky suddenly recalled that when she was little, she
overheard her parents quarreling about this very issue. She frowned at the memory before turning to
her father. "I remembered hearing you say that her mother remarried and she had a new father," she
told Rory. "What is her name now?"
There was silence before Rory replied, "Molly."
At that very instant, Becky's cellphone fell to the ground with a loud thunk. She was dumbstruck over
what Rory was saying in the phone now. She was speechless, her face blank.
Hearing the name Molly, Becky was stunned. 'Molly, Why was it Molly?
Why did she have to be Molly?' she thought.
She tried to recover from the shock. It was several minutes before Becky finally came to her senses.
She got up from her seat, then knelt down to fumble for the cellphone that fell. After patting around her,
she picked it up and held it back to her ear. "Daddy, is Molly really Ruby, my half-sister?" she asked.
His heart heavy, Rory answered, "Yes." Steven had spoken to him before. The man wanted Rory to
rekindle his relationship with Molly. What he truly wanted was for Rory to send his daughter abroad. But
he never agreed, so the matter was put off.
When she heard him confirm this, Becky unconsciously tightened her hold on the phone. The phone's
screen smashed when it fell to the ground, and the glass crunched as she squeezed the device. The
woman who took Brian away from her turned out to be her sister!
Swallowing hard, Becky ground her teeth before speaking. "Daddy, I'd rather die if I can't see," she said
firmly.
His daughter's words frightened Rory. He had been hesitant to take Molly's retina. But now, he seemed
to have no choice. "I promise not to let that happen. Please don't do anything stupid to yourself."
Becky's breath quickened, and it was heavier. Without being aware of it, she clenched her hands in
anxiety and kept thinking about one thing only: stop anyone who wanted to take Brian away from her,
especially if the person was Molly.
*
Brian sat beside Molly, who was enjoying Soup Noodles with Sirloin, his brows furrowed while watching
her. There was also a bowl of noodles in front of him, which remained untouched. Molly didn't care if he
liked it or not. She seemed to enjoy her noodles and made loud slurping noises as she ate, a behavior
that was not lady-like at all.
Other patrons in the eatery looked in the direction of their table, although in truth, they were gazing at
Brian. His attractive features and imposing behavior mesmerized women, while men stared at him
openly with hate and envy. Of course, there were others who were wondering about the couple. They
were likely thinking why such a gracious and noble man was sitting at a roadside stand.
It astonished him, although Brian hid it well, to see Molly eating so heartily. To help ease stressful
situations, Molly turned to heavy eating. The girl knew that once she became upset, she would
automatically become hungry. "Boss, give me another bowl of Rice Noodles with Sirloin!" Molly
ordered.
His eyebrows further knitted. Brian looked at the noodles in front of him with disdain. The noodles had
turned into clumps since the soup had cooled down and now looked unappetizing. "Does that truly
taste good?" Brian inquired politely.
"Just so-so," Molly replied, still concentrating on eating. "I'm just too hungry. Besides, it's very cheap
despite the huge servings."
Her answer was so unexpected that Brian could not help but raise his brows. He actually thought the
noodles were delicious which was why Molly was eating so much, but only to learn that she devoured
the food because the noodles there were cheap.
She ignored Brian and ate all the noodles she ordered for herself. After finishing her food, Molly wiped
her mouth clean and patted her belly. Satisfied that she was full, the girl got up and walked towards the
owner of the stand. Molly pulled out money from her pocket and paid for the food. She turned around to
see Brian about to bring his wallet out and calmly told him. "It's my treat today." She glanced at the
uneaten bowl of noodles. "Although you didn't eat yours."
Her remark slightly embarrassed him, and his face darkened. But Molly didn't care. She left the noodle
stand and started walking towards the hospital.
"Molly, stop!" Brian called out impatiently.
His tone was so icy Molly felt as if a gust of cold wind swept over her face. Instinctively she stopped
and bit her lip.
Brian quickened his steps to catch up with her. He was annoyed with Molly's behavior, but seeing her
red and swollen face, he refrained from addressing her angrily. Instead, he masked his emotions and
appeared calm. His eyes, though, still had that fierce look.
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