Chloe Winston looked up and steadily at her, realizing for the first time that besides her beauty and noble status, this lady was actually very poor. She was just a mother who had lost her only child; she was the most pitiful mother in the world.
"Is it because of Constantine Stewart?" Chloe asked softly.
"That's right. I just wanted you to know that for my son, I can give a lot, can take on many unforeseen risks, and this time is the proof." The Countess's voice was soft, her eyes looking at her earnestly, and she spoke with a slightly hoarse tone, "I just hope he won't hate me so much. Even if I was a bad woman in the past, I still love him."
Chloe was silent. Seeing her having just had more than a dozen stitches, her face pale, she must have never been through such hardship before, and yet she did it, traveling a long distance to save her, willing to even get hurt to mend her relationship with Constantine Stewart.
