"Mom!" Ivana Bennett seized her arm, "You... Please don't do this. I know I was wrong, I..."
"You're not wrong, where are you wrong, you did nothing wrong!" Summer Gardner cut her off, "I'm the one who's wrong, Ivana... I want to ask you, where did I as your mom go wrong... Why can't I even hear the truth from you?!"
Throughout her childhood, I worried so much about her because she was frail, much more so than her brother Byron. I often had to rush her to the hospital in the middle of the night.
Luckily, Logan Bennett always had her exercise to strengthen her body, and as she gradually grew up, her health improved significantly.
Logan Bennett was busy, so from their time in kindergarten, it was me who picked up and dropped off the two children.
When she went abroad to study, I couldn't sleep for nights on end, afraid that she wasn't eating well, wasn't sleeping well, afraid that she was bullied by classmates, afraid that she might not adapt well alone abroad...
