?<strong>Chapter 998:</strong>


    In that instant, Kallie felt as though she were teetering on the edge of madness, overwhelmed by a tidal wave of shock that pounded relentlessly at her temples, sparking a fierce, splitting headache.


    Initially, Kallie had resolved to approach the situation with calmness and poised questions, but the torrent of emotions washed away herposure. Her heart pounded with uncertainty. Had her intense outburst terrified the girl, who imed to be her daughter?


    Across from Kallie, Sophie seemed to detect the turbulence stirring within her. Sophie’s eyes, wide and alert, captured Kallie’s conflicted gaze, clouded by an unreadable expression.


    Tears welled up in Sophie’s eyes as she reached out, her small hand trembling as it found Kallie’s. With a voice choked by emotion, she stated, “Mom, you’re just pretending, right? You remember everything, don’t you?”


    Facing Sophie, whose tears now streamed down her cheeks, Kallie felt a pang of unexined sorrow. Despite not recognizing Sophie, the sight of her crying tugged at Kallie’s heartstrings. Sophie’s visage, delicate and doll-like, stirred something within her.


    Kallie exhaled a troubled sigh, her voice soft yetden with an inescapable truth.


    “I’m not deceiving you. My memories are truly gone. I don’t think I have any children. Maybe I merely resemble your mom.”


    Sophie’s sobs deepened, her disbelief tangible as she shook her head, her beautiful eyes swimming with sadness.


    “No, it’s not like that. You are my mom. I’m certain of it. I am your daughter. Is it because you despise my dad and me? Do you wish to abandon us for yton? Tell me, does your heart no longer hold a ce for me?”


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    “yton?” Kallie murmured, a puzzled frown creasing her forehead as a distant memory began to stir in the depths of her mind.


    “You know my husband, yton Morgan? If you do, then please, bring him here. We need to sort this out once and for all. I honestly can’t recall ever having a daughter like you. It’s not that I’m rejecting you intentionally—it’s just impossible for me to blindly ept this without any real connection.”


    Sophie’s response was swift and desperate, her voice quivering with emotion.


    “He’s not your husband. He’s a viin, aplete deceiver. Mom, he’s certainly spun a web of lies around you. I’ll step aside if you truly want to stay with him, but please, don’t erase me from your life. Mom, my world is iplete without you.”


    For the first time, Sophie’s heart shatteredpletely. Tears cascaded down her cheeks, her sobs so wrenching that her breath came in sharp, painful gasps.


    Sophie had always been by Kallie’s side, her entire existence orbiting around her. Now, faced with Kallie’s steadfast denial, Sophie felt as if the very ground beneath her feet was giving way. She didn’t need anything else. All she longed for was her mom.


    Kallie, moved by the raw despair in Sophie’s eyes, extended a tender hand to gently wipe away the tears streaking Sophie’s face.


    “My dear, don’t weep. Believe me when I say I’m not deceiving you. I genuinely have no memory of you.”


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