But how could I not have expected that on the day I finished helping Maisie with her transfer, she was pushed into the water by Rielle, triggering an emergency.
I went crazy and brought Maisie to the hospital to save her.
But I was told by the hospital that Fiona transferred the city's medical resources, to Rielle treatment of allergies.
Looking at Maisie's face, I desperately dialed Fiona's phone, begging her to save Maisie.
Asher's sobbing voice came from the other end of the phone, and Fiona sounded anxious, but laughed out grimly.
“Ryan, what are you pretending to be pitiful again? Maisie is fine, how could anything happen to her?”
“The day I accompanied you guys, you were the one who kicked me out of the house, and now that Rielle is severely allergic, what are you trying to pull in order to compete for jealousy?”
The taste of blood came from my throat and I was about to explain when the phone beeped busy.
I was overwhelmed by a wave of despair.
I thought Maisie would cry, but I didn't expect her to suck in oxygen and look at me in an unusually calm manner, “Dad, Mommy really doesn't want me this time, right?”
She smiled knowingly and weakly wiped away my tears.