"What? Your daughter is in the hospital, but you went to tutor someone else's child?"

Furthermore, Yasmine ordered takeout and ended up getting sick because she had nothing to eat at home.

"Enough, she's no longer a baby. Can't she go to the hospital herself? Besides, you are already there, aren't you?

"If she hadn't eaten something bad, how would she have gotten a fever?

"She should learn to be responsible for what she does!"

Faintly, I heard a little boy say, "Auntie Rena, I want ice cream."

Rena responded to him sweetly and hung up on me.

I remembered what Yasmine had just said.

"I had a stomachache. When I called Mom, she said she had something urgent to do and asked me to go to the hospital alone."

Her eyes turned red, but she managed to keep back her tears. She probably also didn't understand why her mother was like that.

Rena said Yasmine was not a baby anymore, but Yasmine was still a twelve-year-old little girl!

I couldn't imagine how she struggled to the hospital alone with a high fever!

I was heartbroken when I heard what Yasmine said. How could Rena not worry in the slightest?

How could she be at ease to leave Yasmine alone and tutor someone else's child?

3

When Yasmine's fever subsided, I took her home to rest.

Looking at my dear daughter's sleeping face, I gently closed the door of her room.

I looked out the window in the living room at the dark sky. It was so late, but why hadn't Rena come back yet?

No teacher at school would tutor until so late at night.

I was a little worried. Just when I picked up my phone to ask her what was going on, I found that she had posted a photo ten minutes ago.

"Having a lot of fun at the amusement park with my son."

The photo was of her and a little boy standing in front of a carousel. The boy was holding an ice cream in one hand and cotton candy in the other, grinning happily.

I felt a surge of anger in my heart.

I knew about this godson of hers. She often brought him home to play, saying he was a good friend's child. I even bought him toys.

He called me Uncle but called Rena Mom. I intended to correct him, but Rena interrupted me, "He's just a kid. What's the big deal? Besides, he's my best friend's son, and I'm his godmother."

I always thought that friend was a female friend until I saw the photo she just posted.