Looking at her children humbly confessing in front of her, Charlotte Thompson couldn’t help but sigh.
It was not due to disappointment or any other reason.
Instead, a wave of indescribable joy surged within her.
She felt a hint of sourness in her nose.
Charlotte didn’t know what she had done in her previous life to deserve so many angel-like children by her side now.
Compared to the days of betrayal and ridicule when she was Sophie Allen, Charlotte felt that her current life was like a dream.
She was greedy for such a beautiful dream.
Charlotte was even afraid that she would suddenly wake up to see the gloomy and cramped factory room.
Now she had her own family, her lover, and these lovely children.
Charlotte felt her heart filled by them, heavily thumping against her chest, making her constantly feel the vibrancy and beauty of life.
However, the children didn’t understand Charlotte’s sigh.
This made them even more uneasy, to the extent that Grace Thompson sobbed outright.
Olivia Thompson, standing behind Grace, was naturally sensitive, and couldn’t help but join in when Grace started crying.
The two young girls cried together, hand in hand.
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"Mommy....you, you...don’t be angry with us....we...are truly sorry...."
Grace’s voice was intermittent because of her sobs. She cried pitifully, her tears pouring down like strings of pearls, making her eyes shine brightly.
Cyrus Thompson and Hank Thompson, the two boys standing aside, were still young children after all. Seeing their sisters cry so heartbroken, even usually steady Cyrus could not help but show tears in his eyes.
Charlotte gently patted Grace’s back,
"When did mommy say I was angry with you?"
"But...but mommy sighed just now...."
Grace’s little face was full of tears. She didn’t even dare to lift her head to look into Charlotte’s eyes, fearing to see disappointment or reproach on her mother’s face.
"Mommy..." Cyrus slowly spoke, looking at Charlotte.
In their everyday life, Cyrus was usually calm, but now his pitiful appearance extraordinarily touched Charlotte’s heart.
Charlotte’s heart was completely softened by her children. She hugged them and stroked their soft cheeks.
"Mommy sighed just now not because I was blaming you. Mommy feels that I am really happy right now."
"Wonder what good deeds mommy had done to have such lovely and obedient children like you."
"Really?" Grace lifted her head.
"Of course, my little princess."
Charlotte cradled Grace’s face, gently wiping away the tears on her face.
"You are all mommy’s most precious darlings. Mommy is so occupied in loving all of you, how could I possibly blame you?"
Charlotte sat on the sofa with her children and knelt in front of them, speaking gently to soothe them.
"The things on the internet have indeed upset mommy, but they are all strangers, they have nothing to do with mommy. Whatever they say won’t affect me."
"But mommy didn’t want you to see those things, so I told you not to do such things clandestinely."
"Mommy, I’m sorry." Cyrus held Charlotte’s hand, apologizing sincerely.
Charlotte stroked his hair and slowly responded,
"Cyrus, you don’t have to apologize to mommy. The ones who should apologize are those people on the internet. They spouted nonsense and angered my darlings. They made my darlings feel so sad, they must be harshly punished."