Trapped with a Doctor

Chapter 338 Extra Story No. 8 About Nicole Si

I was allowed to stay with my mom for only a short time. When I was taken away from her, I swore in

my mind that I would work hard to earn a lot of money when I grew up, so that I could be able to

support my mom all on my own.

Luckily, my dad loved me so much that he couldn't bear seeing me unhappy like that, so he allowed

mom to come to the castle to keep me company.

During those days, every time I pestered dad to let me see mom, he would call her.

Although I was still young then, I was well aware that dad still loved mom, and I also knew that deep

inside he also wanted to see my mom.

For a few times, I had noticed something in my dad's eyes whenever he looked at mom. It was as

tender as whenever he would look at me.

Then, fortunately, my dad finally found out about the truth of my grandmother's death, which proved my

mom's innocence.

In order to win my mom back, dad sent me back to my mom's house and asked me to help him coax

mom.

At the beginning, I was very angry with my dad and wasn't willing to cooperate with him. But dad told

me that if mom could forgive him, the three of us would be able to reunite, and what's more, I might be

able to have a brother or a sister, and we could all forever live together.

Dad succeeded in persuading me to side with him.

That was why every night when I slept together with mom, I would always put in good words for dad. I

told her how well dad had treated me, and how great of a father he was...

One day, dad was wounded for saving a beautiful woman.

On one hand, I felt proud for having such a brave father, but on the other hand, I was angry with him on

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Why were there so many beautiful women around my dad besides my mom?

Coincidentally, someone called my dad at that time. I ran as quickly as I could to grab the phone before

dad could answer it. Just as I had expected, it was my mom.

I deliberately told mom about how dad had been wounded for saving another woman. I had to teach

dad a lesson because he had conspired with that beautiful woman to irritate my mom.

Then, I heard my dad cautiously explain himself to mom. I was amused by his anxious look when he

was trying to make everything clear to mom.

After he hung up the phone, dad blamed me, saying I had brought trouble to him. But I pretended to be

innocent and clueless about what he meant.

Dad found it hard to explain everything to me, so he gave up on blaming me and went to smoke. I

cheerfully ran out of the room.

With dad's efforts and mine, mom finally forgave dad.

Then, after a few months, mom gave birth to a set of twins of mixed sex. That was to say I had a

younger brother and a younger sister.

I felt that I was the happiest and luckiest child in this world because I had a brother and a sister at the

same time.

However, after having given birth to the twins, my mom stayed in a coma and hadn't woken up for a

long time.

All of our family members were very worried. Dad stayed at my mom's bedside day and night.

I ran to my brother and my sister's bedside and slapped their butts. I blamed them, "It's your fault.

Because of you guys, mommy hasn't woken up yet. She has been sleeping for a long time... Huhuhu...

I hate you! I want my mommy!"

I was so sad. I didn't want my mom to sleep in bed everyday, being unable to speak, or eat, or look at

me!

Both my paternal grandfather and maternal grandfather came, took me away from the twins, and

comforted me. They told me that my mom would definitely wake up one day.

I believed them because Chuck, who was my sworn father, also told me the same thing.

Every day, on my way back home after school, I would stand at the door of a temple and pray for my

mom as the other people did.

I prayed with sincerity, and miraculously, my mom really woke up in the end.

When I was a high school student, I had recalled the memory in those days.

I thought my mom was really a great woman. Her love to my dad was so selfless and pure.

Auntie Wendy was the person who had witnessed the whole love story of my dad and mom, so I had

once asked her curiously, "Auntie Wendy, didn't my mommy get a divorce with daddy? Why did she still

work in daddy's company after?"

It was a turning point of their love story... My mom went to work in dad's company.

It was difficult for normal people to understand why my mom made such a decision. Since she had

divorced my dad, why did she still go work in his company? Wasn't she afraid of being sad to see my

dad?

I really couldn't figure out the reason why, so I had to ask Auntie Wendy.

Auntie Wendy tenderly looked at me and told me that my mom did it for me. She wanted to let me have

a dad and have a complete family. But more than that, my mom still loved dad very much. She wanted

to make efforts to restore their relationship.

At that time, my dad had already been engaged to a bad woman, who was dead later. My mom had to

endure the pressure from others and the gossips about her of being a mistress when she was trying to

get together with my dad.

My mom was an innocent and pure woman, so she had suffered a lot in her relationship with dad.

My mom had nearly lost her life, twice.

We all knew that dad felt very guilty for my mom.

Judging from how he had been spoiling my mom ever since, it was obvious how much he felt guilty for

her.

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My mom had told Auntie Wendy that her happiness today was worth all the pain and injustice she had

ever suffered.

She said it was her misfortune, but at the same time also her fortune to have met my dad.

Whenever I see how well dad is treating mom now, I think my mom has more happiness than

misfortune after having met dad.

Perhaps... If I knew that I would be able to get together with my beloved man after suffering some

pains, I would... have done the same thing my mom did.

I would be willing to accept all the difficulties in loving someone, even if I ignored my self-esteem and

other people's words... I would like to love someone whole-heartedly.

At the age of twenty-three, I had my first boyfriend.

We got acquainted with each other in America. He was a pop singer, and he sang quite well. I had

followed him to travel around the world in order to listen to his every concert.

But on the fourth year we had been together, he had an affair with another woman.

It was one of his female fans. He didn't admit it until I had someone expose the photos that proved it.

He said that it was normal for men to be taken over by lust, but I never gave myself to him. He said that

I didn't love him at all...

Then, we broke up.

I had been protected by my parents for more than twenty years. My mom had hammered the idea in

my head that a girl should know how to respect herself and preserve her own purity.

Hence, I intended to give myself to him when we got married.

But before we could get married, he had sex with another woman.

I was sad, but not that depressed. I assumed that maybe it was true that I didn't love him as much as I

thought.

I didn't tell this matter to dad, because I was well aware that if my father had known, my ex-boyfriend

would've been taught a good lesson by him.

In order not to bother my father with this, I broke up with him peacefully.

During Spring Festival, at the age of twenty-nine, we had a family gathering with a lot of other sworn

fathers, sworn mothers, and our young childhood playmates such as Angela and Janet. It was a very

lively and noisy gathering.

My fate was changed that night.

I had a feeling that Sven Si, who was a playboy, was trying to approach me in many ways.

Before then, he had treated me for a few meals when he was on a business trip in America.

It felt good to spend time with him, and talk to him over meals. Although he was a playboy, he was nice

and humorous.

And I didn't have the feeling that he was unreliable like people always said, but on the contrary, I felt

that he was so considerate and trust-worthy to me. One day, it was raining after our dinner, and we

didn't have any umbrellas with us. He took off his suit blazer and covered me under the rain.

So on that gathering, when all the young people left the restaurant, I didn't refuse to be brought out by

Sven.

But later, a thing that happened in the bar was out of my expectations.

Our young people went to a bar and played a game. The one who lost the game had to kiss a woman. I

didn't expect that he would choose me, or I would give my first kiss to him. Also, I didn't expect that he

would ask me to drive him back home...

After I drove him back to his apartment, he managed to make me stay there. We had sex that night. It

happened so suddenly, but I felt like it was bound to happen between the two of us.

I was twenty-nine, but he was only twenty-two. I had never expected that I would give my virginity to

someone who was like a younger brother to me.

The next morning, I ran away and flew back to America as soon as possible.