Try Begging - Chapter 174.2
Instead of feeling overwhelmed, she was filled with gratitude.
“Mom likes you, too.”
Grace lifted her child out of the stroller and held her close.
“Let’s live happily together.”
Even though she wasn’t as wealthy as her father, she could ensure her child never felt lacking. Grace patted the baby’s back, reassuring herself.
As the line began to move, she placed the baby back in the stroller and pushed the bag onto the shelf.
With each small step closer to the departure checkpoint, her heart raced. There had been no suspicious signs on the way from the capital to Newport, and then from Newport to the port. The letter she left behind at the townhouse still needed to be sent to Halewood, so it hadn’t reached him yet.
He wouldn’t have any idea she was here.
Watching the faces of the staff come into view at the departure checkpoint, Grace anxiously chewed her lip. If she could just get through safely, she would be completely free from his grasp.
As the number of people ahead of her dwindled to four, Grace opened her handbag to retrieve her passport.
Of course, it was a fake.
After leaving the registration office yesterday, she rushed to the nearest hotel. Since she had abandoned the disguise of a man, she needed to create a new passport under her female identity. Thankfully, she hadn’t discarded any of the materials or tools that could still be useful.
Ellie didn’t need her own passport. A child’s name and birth date could simply be added to a parent’s passport.
Grace smiled softly as she looked at the photo attached to the passport. In the picture, she is holding Ellie but can’t bring herself to smile.
It was an impulsive shot taken recently while getting a photo for the passport. Still, she had wanted at least one picture of her child. Since baby photos had to include the mother holding the child, she ended up in the frame. Though it hadn’t felt right at the time, she was now grateful for it.
From now on, she would take more photos.
What she thought would be the last picture now felt like just the beginning.
Before she knew it, only two people remained ahead of her. In the meantime, Ellie had finished her scone and was happily babbling. Grace wiped the baby’s drool and crumbs with a bib, then picked up the neatly folded hood from one corner of the stroller.
“…But you really do look so much like your dad.”
Her daughter’s face seemed perfectly shaped, and with her short hair, Grace couldn’t help but see the man she despised in her beloved child.
“From now on, promise me you’ll look more like me.”
Ellie blinked in confusion, not understanding her mother’s words. Grace placed the bonnet, adorned with a large ribbon and frills, on the child’s head.
“Hmmm…”
As she tied the bow under Ellie’s chin, a frustrated sound escaped her lips. It was a thought she often had: no matter how much she dressed Ellie like a girl, the sight of that man’s face would always linger in her mind. Although it wasn’t cold inside, she wanted to remove the bonnet, yet there was a reason it had to stay on.
“Hiingg—!”
Ellie tugged at the bonnet, trying to pull it off.
“No, Ellie. Keep it on.”
As she repeatedly adjusted the bonnet, by the time they finally stood in front of the departure checkpoint, Ellie’s irritation had peaked.
“Uwaaah!”
Pretending to soothe the wailing baby, Grace stole quick glances at the paperwork on the desk. There was likely a wanted poster inside detailing her appearance.
Please don’t look. Please don’t remember.
Her cautious gaze shifted to the young man holding her passport. Just as he raised his eyes to confirm her identity, Grace pulled Ellie tightly to her, closing her eyes and squeezing out tears, playing the part of a flustered new mom unsure of what to do.
“Ellie, please stop crying, huhuh…”
Ellie, keep crying.
“Huwaaah! ”
That’s right, my daughter, well done.
“Co, could I have the birth certificate…”
When she opened her eyes a little, she saw the employee holding out his hand, looking dazed. He was already holding a stamp in his other hand, eager to process the departure approval and send them on their way.
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