His Domineering Lover
Chapter 347

Tina was holding Tracey. It was a little bit strange for her. The last time when she held Tracey, Tracey was still a little girl. Now her daughter had grown up to almost the same height as her. She barely talked all the way. She only said a few words when Tracey asked her questions. Soon they arrived at the hotel room.

"Well, here is my room. You can leave now." Tina ordered Tracey to leave.

"Auntie, do you dislike me?" Tracey blinked her eyes and asked. "Even if she was not my mother, I can tell that she was cold outside but with a warm heart." Tracey thought.

Tina was so gentle to hold Tracey, fearing that she could be rude to break Tracey's wound again.

"How amazing. Tina looked like a piece of ice, but actually, she had a soft heart." Tracey thought. "Not at all, I'm just a little tired, so I want to take a rest." Tina replied with a poker face.

"Auntie, I won't disturb you. I'll go in and have a look." Tracey requested, "I'll leave after seeing it."

Tracey's request confused Tina, but she still allowed Tracey in. "She insisted, I have no way to refuse." Tina thought.

This was a presidential suite, which was extremely luxurious and spacious. The balcony door was not closed, the gauze curtains were waving in the wind, and the whole room was surrounded by a romantic atmosphere.

It was just a luxurious room, but Tracey felt it quite beautiful and warm, maybe it was because Tina lived here.

"You can take a look, I'll go take a shower." Tina intended to ignore Tracey, thinking when she felt bored, she would leave.

"Master, do you need me to sent Miss Xia away?" Erica asked Tina in a low voice.

"No, you can go to rest. She will leave if she is bored here."

"Yes." Erica took the bodyguards with her into another room.

Tina finished showering and glanced around in the room, she didn't see Tracey. "This girl must have left." She thought.

For no reason, a sense of loss rose in Tina's heart. When she turned around, she saw Tracey lying on the sofa and falling asleep. She smiled helplessly. "Does this girl trust me so much? She just fell asleep in a stranger's room." Tina was confused again.

Tracey wore a faint smile, looking like she was having a wonderful dream.

Her hand was wrapped in the gauze, on which some blood penetrated outwarded.

Tina didn't go to sleep but took over a medical kit. She carefully unwrapped Tracey's gauze, when seeing the long deep bloody wound, her eyes drenched.

Although this wound was left on Tracey, Tina felt hurt seriously. "She must be painful..." Tina was distressed.

She gently applied the ointment to that wound. Tracey frowned a little but didn't wake up.

Tina didn't want to disturb Tracey's sleep, she brought a quilt over from her bed, and squatted down to take Tracey's shoes off.

In the past, Tracey often fell asleep while she was watching TV. Tina would take her shoes off and cover her with a quilt.

It was as if just a blink of an eye, the little girl had grown up. Tina couldn't help touching Tracey's face.

And Tracey shouted gently, "Mom."

The gentle sound scared Tina to tremble, she found that Tracey didn't wake up but just kept grasping her hand.

Tina's tears fell. She had already said countless sorry to her daughter in the heart.

She broke free from Tracey's grasp and turned off the lights of the living room, and went to the bedroom.

Hearing the footsteps had gone far away, Tracey opened her eyes. She touched her face, still feeling the warmth of the tear dropped on. A trace of deep thinking flashed in her eyes. "You are my mother, why don't you recognize me?" She thought.

She got out from the quilt and walked barefooted on the ground. The bedroom's door wasn't fully close and Tracey saw Tina sitting on the bed, crying with her hands covering the face. "Perhaps she... had difficulties." Tracey thought.

Tracey didn't go forward and ask Tina anything but returned to the sofa. At least there was one thing that she could confirm now, Tina was her mother.

As for why she was unwilling to recognize, Tracey saved this puzzle for the future. "As long as you are alive, it is already a huge surprise for me." Tracey was so pleased.

It was quite an exciting night for Tracey, she was too excited to fell asleep smoothly. In the morning around six o' clock, she got a call from Rachel. "Tracey, you are my bridesmaid today, come earlier to try the clothes and doing the make-up."

"Okay, I'll come over now." Tracey agreed fast. After all, it was no need to hold the grudge to Rachel forever as the past was forever the past.

Rachel didn't expect that Tracey agreed to come. But apparently, she had no chance to take her words back.

"Okay, I' am waiting for you." Rachel hung up unhappily. It seemed that she had to think of other ways to torture Tracey.

Tracey lifted the quilt and found Tina standing at the door in her pajamas. "Auntie, I'm sorry. I was too tired yesterday, so I fell asleep." Tracey certainly would not admit that he was pretending to sleep.

"It's okay. Are you leaving?" Tina still looked indifferent. If it weren't for the teardrop last night, Tracey may really be deceived by Tina's cold appearance.

"Yes, I'm sorry to disturb you."

"Are you leaving like this?" Tina asked. Tracey was still wearing her dress she wore at the party and it was wrinkled for being pressed a whole night. "Umm... Do you have any spare clothes?"

Tina gave Tracey a set of clothes, "We're almost in the same figure. You can wear my clothes."

"Auntie, you are so sweet. May I use your bathroom?"

"Sure. Your hand is injured, keep your wound from the water." No matter how much she wanted to hide, as a mother, the maternal love could not be concealed. "Auntie, how nice it would be if you were really my mother," Tracey said with a smile. Tina looked at her back and did not speak anymore.

Tracey changed into Tina's black dress after finishing the bath. They wore the clothes of the same size, so Tracey perfectly fit in.

"Auntie, how do I look?" Tracey asked, just like every time she tried new dresses in the childhood, she would turn around and ask Venus if she looked good or not.

In Tina's memory, Tracey liked pink the most because she was told that all princesses were in pink, only the evil queen would wear black.

Her childish voice lingered, while one more looked at this girl, she had grown up and had been put on the marriage ring by her man.

"It's beautiful." Tina said sincerely.

Tracey smiled and said, "I think so!"

At this time, the doorbell rang. "Auntie, it must be Brother Adam who came to pick me up. I'll go first. Thank you for having me here last night."

"Girl."

"What's wrong, auntie?"

"He... Is he good to you?" Tina subconsciously asked the question every mother cared about the most.

"He treated me well, very well." Tracey answered sweetly.

"That's good."