Bryan put away everything and opened the door when he heard a knock. He knew it was Bernadette because she had called him some few minutes ago and asked to meet.
"Big news," he smiled as he opened the door to let her in, "I've tracked down barrister Chen to…"
He stopped when he noticed that she wasn't her usual self today. "What's wrong with you?"
He helped her to the bed fearing that she might fall if she attempted to walk on her own.
"He's her son, Bryan." She said amidst the drops of tears that were dancing their way down her cheek. The sight made Bryan's heart tighten as if someone had squeezed it with the intention to remove every juice it had.
"What do you mean? Who's not whose son?" he was confused but he used his thumb to wipe the tears from her eyes.
"Walter," she hic-hopped. "He's Tracy's real son. My mother's son died at birth and that was what led to her death. All these years I've believed a lie…"
