Chapter 797
Corinne was getting hungry at that hour too, and her fetus was growing bigger by the day. It was natural for a pregnant woman to
eat more than before, and she also got hungry very quickly unlike in the past.
Like every grandfather and grandmother, they adored it when the younger generations enjoyed their food. The old couple was no
different, and they smiled warmly when they saw Corinne helping herself to the food. They then took turns heaping up her plate
with more food. Beatrice took some chicken wing for Corinne when she noticed the peculiar way Corinne held her cutlery. She
was taken aback for a moment, and her pupils contracted as she looked at Corinne’s face.
Corinne had a quirky way of holding cutlery compared to most people, and the same
quirkiness had been present in their eldest granddaughter, Luna when she was still young. Beatrice remembered the various
methods she and her family used to try and rid Luna of that bad habit, but they never succeeded.
A wave of sadness hit Beatrice when she thought of her missing granddaughter, Luna. When she saw the similarities between
Corinne and Luna, she began to doubt herself and speculate on Corinne’s identity.
She had the feeling that Corinne looked similar to Luna when she first saw Corinne, and even Corinne’s age seemed just about
right, too. Though a person’s facial features would become vastly different from when they were a child, their overall appearance
and behavioral habits often remained the same.
At first, Beatrice felt that she was overthinking things as it could not have been that big of a coincidence. Nonetheless, Corinne’s
overall appearance looked like that of her missing granddaughter, and even their bad habit of holding cutlery was the same.
However, Luna had a signature cherry-red mole between her eyebrows, which Corinne lacked.
When Corinne placed the cutlery down and reached out to take a glass of water, Beatrice tentatively asked, “Corinne, I hope you
don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m curious to know. more about your family situation. You said before that your mother isn’t
around anymore, so if you don’t mind me asking, do you have any other family members?”
Corinne stopped drinking the water and replied calmly, “No. There’s no one else.”
Cedric felt that his wife’s question was a little inappropriate, so he reminded her, “Why are you asking that sort of question
again? Let her eat in peace!”
Beatrice ignored him as the urge to confirm her doubts was simply too strong. She stared intently at Corinne’s face and asked,
“Does that mean you have no family?”
Corinne nodded. “I guess you could say that.”
Beatrice then asked, “Did all your family members pass away?”
Cedric kicked his wife lightly under the table to stop her from asking any more questions, but she merely glared at him and
ignored his reminder.
Corinne sipped some more water and replied calmly, “After my mother left, I was sent to foster care in the countryside. The
relatives of my foster family didn’t like me, so they sent me
to the nunnery up the mountain, and I was raised by the sisters there. My so-called family members are still alive, but they’re like
strangers to me. It makes no difference whether they’re alive or not.”
Both the Carews and the Riveras were the same to her. She felt nothing for them.
Cedric had a distressed look after listening to Corinne’s life story. “Poor child. You might have had it very rough when you were
still young, but it’s all okay now. If you want, you can always treat our place like your home!”
Corinne put down her cup and smiled brightly. “I really appreciate your kindness, Grandpa Cedric, but I’m happy now. I have
friends and a partner I consider to be my very own small family.”