On this night, Victoria stayed with the babies in their room.
Dodo and Michael kept their eyes open, refusing to close them.
"Sleep, babies," Victoria stroked the children's hair, "Mommy is very worried when you do this."
Michael only furrowed his brows and shook his head.
Rashomon!
It's another contradictory case of Rashomon!
It's Rebecca Smith's favorite trick again...
"I'm most worried about now," Dodo couldn't hide his worries any longer, he spilled out, "we fell into Rebecca Smith's trap. From the beginning, she knew we were eavesdropping outside the window, so she had that conversation with the fake doctor to lure us. You know, when they were talking, we were hiding under the window ledge, we couldn't see if they were communicating with each other using sign language."
Upon hearing this, Michael sighed: "Actually, when I lost track on the mountain road... I thought of this. Unexpectedly, my guess was right."
