Chapter 448 Children Who were Not Blessed

Samuel frowned, and he took back his gaze from the piano notation to look at his sister, Simona.

He couldn’t help but shook his head.

As if he couldn’t do anything with Simona.

“I’m really worried about your future.” She thought she was doing well by only learning one
poem, “Goose”. What a worry her IQ was.

“Daddy. Look. Take a look at him.” Simona pouted her little mouth and shook Matthew’s neck, “Brother
looks down on me again.”

Simona was dressed in a pale pinkish grey dress and a pair of white socks. Because the weather was
getting hot, the dress was made of thin material used in summer clothes. It was smooth and soft. She
tied her hair in a ponytail and showed her beautiful facial features. She knelt on Matthew’s legs, with
her hands around his neck, and she looked as if she wanted Matthew to give her an answer.”

Matthew gave a light smile. He simply couldn’t do anything with her. He held her buttocks and patted,
“You say, what do you want to do? I’ll listen to you.”

“How does your brother look down on you again?” Dolores stood at the stair head and looked at
Simona.

Simona became increasingly petulant. Dolores made her way down the staircase. Matthew put Simona
on the sofa and went upstairs to hold her. However, Dolores refused, “You don’t have to. I feel much
better.”

She held Matthew’s arm, “You can’t keep spoiling her. Otherwise, she will develop an arrogant
personality.”



“She’s still small.” Matthew thought that daughter was different from the son. It was all right to be a little
arrogant.

He could take care of her forever anyway. He loved spoiling his daughter, Simona.

Dolores looked at him and didn’t share the same opinion as him, “The character is developed since
childhood. She will be going to primary school soon. There will be many schoolmates in the school, and
it is inevitable to have some bumps. Then does she want to go to the teacher every day and complain?
Does she want to complain to the adults at home? Is this a good type of character?”

Dolores hoped that Simona could grow up and not behaved like a baby all the time.

“So, can’t she say anything even when she has been wronged?” Matthew felt that Dolores had
overthought, “So what if she doesn’t even go to school? I can take care of her for the rest of my life.”

Dolores was speechless.

She looked at Matthew speechlessly and frowned, “How about when you’re old? Who’s going to spoil
her?”

It was Matthew’s turn to be speechless this time.

“It’s still mummy who is sensible,” Samuel interrupted them. Simona used to act like a baby before, but
as she grew older, she liked complaining, especially in front of Victoria and Matthew.

She loved to act like a spoiled child and complaining.

Simona sat on the sofa, clearly aware that what they were saying about her was not good. She blinked
her eyes and felt aggrieved in her heart, “I hate mummy. Mummy doesn’t want me after she has the
baby.”



After she finished speaking, she slid down the sofa and ran towards the kitchen, “Grandma, grandma. I
want to go home. I don’t want to be here.”

Victoria and Coral were preparing dinner in the kitchen and were still wearing their aprons. Victoria
turned around when she heard Simona’s voice. Simona hugged her legs, “Grandma, let’s go home.
Mummy only cares about the baby in her stomach and brother. She doesn’t want me anymore. I don’t
want to be here.”

Since she knew that Dolores had a baby, she was scared. She was afraid that her father and mother
no longer wanted her and liked the younger baby more.

She felt abandoned when Matthew put her down and went to hold Dolores. Her father, Matthew,
seemed to be more concerned with the baby in mummy’s stomach.

Simona felt extremely aggrieved. Her eyes turned red, and a thin layer of mist grew thicker and thicker
in her eyes. It eventually turned into tears, which streamed down her cheek.

Matthew walked in just as Victoria was about to bend down and pick her up after washing her hands.
His gaze didn’t fall on Victoria, but he said, “I’ll hold her.”

Simona held Victoria’s legs and refused to let go, “I don’t want. I want grandma.”

“How about I hold her?” Victoria couldn’t bear to see her crying. Simona’s face, which was initially pink,
soft, and delicate, was filled with grievances at the moment.

Matthew remained silent and broke off her hands, which were holding Victoria’s legs. He held her and
went out of the kitchen. Simona writhed in his arms and cried loudly, “I want grandma. I want grandma.”

Victoria walked out from the kitchen worriedly and looked at Matthew, who was holding Simona to the
study room. However, she didn’t dare to ask him to put her down. She couldn’t help but looked at



Dolores, “She is still small. Perhaps she knows that you’re pregnant and is afraid that she will be
neglected, which is why she behaves like this…”

Dolores pursed her lips. She was also taken aback by Simona’s words just now. She didn’t expect
Simona to think that she wouldn’t want her after having the baby.

“I know. I’ll go in later to have a look.” She sat on the sofa. Simona was in a fit of anger now, and she
would go in after a while.

Victoria gave the nod.

In the study room.

Simona cried terribly. Matthew didn’t coax her. He simply hugged her and let her cry.

After a while, she was tired from crying. She only sobbed, and her small shoulders kept shrugging.

Only then did Matthew wipe her tears. His finger gently wiped the corners of her eyes, “Don’t you like
the baby in mummy’s stomach?”

Simona scratched her fingernails and remained silent with her head lowered.

“Are you afraid that the baby will steal mummy’s and daddy’s love for you?” He cupped Simona’s
flushed face.

Simona lowered her eyes, and tear stains remained on her long eyelashes. She remained silent. Yes,
she was afraid that mummy and daddy would love the baby more than her and no longer wanted her.

Matthew hugged Simona in his arms. He stroked Simona’s back with his wide palm, “You are the child
of daddy and mummy. How can we not like you? Daddy can’t even wait to give you the best we have.”

“Really?” Simona raised her head.



He kissed her forehead, “Of course.”

“But if mummy gives birth to a little sister, then you’ll like her even more, won’t you?” When thinking that
the baby in Dolores’ stomach might be a little sister, Simona became sad again. Her eyes became
increasingly red.

“Why will I like the little sister more? Aren’t you daddy’s kid? Matthew coaxed her with great patience.

“But you clearly cared more about the baby in mummy’s stomach just now.” Simona still didn’t believe
in Matthew.

“I actually care about your mother. Of course, I love that little unborn baby as well. But do you know
why I have to be careful?”

Simona sniffed and asked, “Why?”

“The baby is still very, very small. If daddy and mummy don’t protect him carefully, he will leave us at
any time.”

“Leave?” Simona blinked her eyes, “To where?”

She didn’t know what did this leaving mean.

“That is, he won’t come to this world. We can’t see him, and he can’t see us too.”

Simona fell into deep thought, and she seemed to understand what it meant in her heart.

Dolores pushed the door and came in at this time. Simona buried her face in Matthew’s arms and
refused to look at Dolores when she saw her coming in.



Dolores walked over and took Simona’s hands in hers. Simona tried to retract her hands, but Dolores
held them so tightly that she couldn’t get them out of Dolores’ grip.

Her eyes turned red again.

Dolores took Simona’s hand and placed it on her stomach, “Simona, you were in mummy’s stomach
like this before.”

Simona clenched her hand in a fist and was not willing to touch it.

“You know? Neither you nor your brother was expected or blessed children.”

Simona cried but not loudly. She laid in Matthew’s arms and was stifling her sobs.

“But, both of you are mummy’s baby. With you two, I can feel that I’m still alive, that my heart is still
beating. I just know that what I am living for after I have you two by my side. Because of both of you,
my world has become more colourful…”

Dolores walked over and took Simona’s hands in hers. Simona tried to retract her hands, but Dolores
held them so tightly that she couldn't get them out of Dolores’ grip.

Her eyes turned red again.

Dolores took Simona’s hand and placed it on her stomach, “Simona, you were in mummy’s stomach
like this before.”

Simona clenched her hand in a fist and was not willing to touch it.
“You know? Neither you nor your brother was expected or blessed children.”
Simona cried but not loudly. She laid in Matthew's arms and was stifling her sobs.

“But, both of you are mummy's baby. With you two, | can feel that I’m still alive, that my heart is still
beating. | just know that what | am living for after | have you two by my side. Because of both of you,
my world has become more colourful...”



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