Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 226: What is the Name of the Woman Upstairs

Chapter 226: Chapter 226: What is the Name of the Woman Upstairs

Brooks Parker led May down the stairs.

At the door, Little May suddenly stopped, looking anxiously at Brooks Parker, "Daddy, is May pretty enough? Will Mom not like May?"

Brooks Parker let out a bitter smile, lifting May into his arms, "Of course not, our May is so beautiful, Mommy will definitely like her."

When his daughter was born, had he not also wanted to be a good father?

If Melissa Greenwood hadn’t left, their family of three would surely be happy now, and he wouldn’t be hitting May.

Thinking of this, he felt some discomfort in his heart, and kissed May on the cheek, "May doesn’t have to worry, Mommy will live with Daddy and May from now on, and Daddy will take good care of May."

May, hearing this, was thrilled, hugging Brooks Parker’s neck and rubbing against it.

Father and daughter entered, and May caught sight of the woman standing in the living room.

The woman had wavy long hair, delicate makeup, and her clothes looked expensive, clashing with the rest of the home.

May thought the woman looked more like a TV star, completely different from the mother she had imagined.

Melissa Greenwood was equally stunned when she saw the child; the little girl looked around two or three years old, underdeveloped, dark and thin, with exceptionally large eyes, nothing like her.

She was even more repulsed.

"May," Brooks Parker vaguely sensed Melissa Greenwood’s emotions, and shook the child in his arms, "quick, call Mommy."

Little May hesitated before mustering the courage to call out, "Mommy!"

Brooks Parker, holding the child, stepped forward and handed her to Melissa Greenwood, "Come on, hug May, this child is always calling out for her Mommy."

Melissa Greenwood resisted with her whole body, but she couldn’t push the child away at this moment, as that would certainly displease Brooks Parker.

She had to take Little May, and with disgust, she asked, "What’s that smell on the child?"

"What smell?" Brooks Parker, indifferent, sniffed, "There’s no smell."

He was drunkenly slumped on the sofa and quickly began to nod off.

Melissa Greenwood hurriedly set the child down, wanting to leave quickly, now that she had gotten to know the place and roughly understood the situation, her task was done.

"Are you really my Mommy?" At that moment, Little May suddenly tugged at her clothes.

"Don’t touch!" Melissa Greenwood swatted the child’s hand away, "Your hands are so dirty, what are you touching? You have no manners."

Little May pouted, holding back her tears.

Melissa Greenwood kicked Brooks Parker, "Hey, it’s getting late, I’m going back."

"What’s the rush?" Brooks Parker, his eyes still closed, mumbled, "Spend some more time with the child, she always talks about you."

Melissa Greenwood snorted, strode toward the door to leave.

Just as she took a step, she was pulled back.

"Mommy, this is May’s favorite toy, can you play with it?" It was Little May, a dark, thin little hand holding an even darker stuffed toy, offering it to her.

"What filthy thing?" Melissa Greenwood disdainfully sent the toy flying, "Freak, stay away from me, and also, don’t call me Mommy."

Little May was frightened, tears instantly welling up.

While crying, she said, "Aren’t you my Mommy? Daddy says you are my Mommy, and Daddy also said, you were going to come back and live with us, woo woo woo..."

"Don’t cry!" Melissa Greenwood was utterly annoyed, finding Little May even more bothersome than Brooks Parker.

She couldn’t stand another second in this wretched place, she turned and quickly paced out.

"Mommy, don’t go, please don’t go?" Although Little May knew her mother didn’t like her, she had finally seen her and didn’t want her to leave.

"Don’t follow me, don’t cry." Melissa Greenwood gritted her teeth, "And don’t call me Mommy, I couldn’t produce an ugly thing like you."

A crazed hatred flashed in her eyes, "You and that father of yours both deserve to die."

Little May was petrified, shivering as she stood there, trying hard to hold back her tears.

Melissa turned to leave and reached for the doorknob, but just then, a knocking sound came from outside.

Leah Diaz stood with a plate of food, blinked at Yolanda Greenwood by the staircase, and continued to knock, "Big brother, it’s me, from upstairs. I’ve brought some food for you and sister-in-law."

Yolanda shook her head with a smile; Leah Diaz was just too curious.

However, after Leah knocked twice, no one opened the door.

Persistent, she continued, "Open up, I brought some braised pork ribs for you to try."

Melissa stepped back, distancing herself from the door.

"It’s the auntie from upstairs." May sniffed, moving forward as if she was ready to open the door.

Melissa pulled her back, "Don’t open the door."

May pouted.

Melissa pointed a finger at her, "No crying."

On the other side, Leah kept knocking, determined not to stop until the door opened.

Grinding her teeth, Melissa muttered, "The people upstairs, what’s with all the fuss?"

"The two aunties upstairs are really nice," May countered weakly.

"You know nothing!" Melissa said disdainfully, convinced that anyone who associated with such a father and son couldn’t be good people.

Left with no choice, she went back to wake Brooks Parker, to have him check the door.

Outside, Leah Diaz was perplexed. She came to deliver something; why wouldn’t the man open the door? Too strange.

Yolanda also felt something was amiss and went downstairs to knock as well, "Big brother, it’s Yolanda. I’ve brought some food for you and May."

Inside the room, upon hearing Yolanda’s voice, Melissa froze.

She also faintly heard the name, turned to ask Little May, "What’s the name of the woman upstairs?"

"Aunt Yolanda, Aunt Leah." Little May was smart; she had already memorized Yolanda and Leah’s names.

It really was Yolanda!

Melissa couldn’t believe it. The world was indeed small. She had come to M country and yet managed to encounter Yolanda.

And the other one named... Leah Diaz?

Melissa felt the name was familiar but couldn’t recall who it was.

She shook Brooks awake vigorously, "Get up, someone is knocking. Go check it out."

"Who is it?" Brooks muttered irritably.

"Go check." Melissa turned and sat on another sofa, lost in thought.

Brooks opened the door, unwillingly, and saw Yolanda and Leah at the door, each holding a dish and some fruit.

"Big brother, this is for you guys," Yolanda immediately said.

Leah craned her neck to look inside, "Is May’s mom back? Won’t you come out to say hello?"

Brooks took the offerings, "We’ll have a chance to introduce you later."

He closed the door without another word.

Back inside, Brooks was now more alert, placing the items on the table, looking at Melissa with a hint of malice, "The people from upstairs, Yolanda, you must know her, right? Why not go out and greet her?"

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