Chapter: 1010

Dizzy and exhausted, the driver tried several times but failed to get up, and then the second explosion happened.

He lost his consciousness before he could make another move.

Looking at the death notice, Ivan felt a little guilty. If he hadn't asked the driver to go back for the documents, perhaps none of that would have happened. Then, the old woman who was confined to her bed, waiting for her grandson to come back wouldn't have to experience the pain of her grandson's death after her son had died early.

"Santiago? Is that his surname?" Joey pointed at the name on the notice.

"Mr. Santiago is a good man. If his grandmother knows about this, she will be proud of him. My mommy said good people go to heaven and become angels after they die. Am I right?"

As Joey spoke, he turned his head to look at Rachel. He wanted her affirmation, but he didn't expect to see his mother's eyes had turned red. He was stunned and asked, “Mommy, why are you crying?"

Rachel raised her hand and gently touched her cheek when she heard this. Only then did she realize she was crying. Warm tears ran down the back of her hand.

Dazed and confused, she gazed down at the tears on the back of her palm. She didn't even know when she began to cry.

Why was she crying?

She didn't understand at all.

"Mommy..." Joey looked at Rachel with a worried face.

Rachel regained her composure almost immediately and gazed into

Joey's eyes. She was able to calm herself down and placed her hand on Joey's head.

"I'm okay. Sand got in my eye just now."

"Sand?"

"Yes," Rachel replied casually. She sensed that someone was staring at her. It made her feel very conscious and she couldn't ignore it at all.

Rachel knew that the man who fixed his gaze on her was none other than Victor.

She gently placed her hand on Joey's shoulder and bent her fingertips unconsciously. Her lashes slightly drooped, casting a faint shadow over her eyelids, and the outer corners of her eyes were still a mix of red and pink.

“Let me blow on it for you, Mommy." Joey easily bought it and offered to help Rachel. He grabbed her hand and raised his head.

With a nod, Rachel pressed her lips together and squatted down.

"Mommy, close your eyes first," Joey instructed.

As Joey said, Rachel closed her eyes. After a few seconds, Joey slowly lifted her eyelids with his warm fingers and leaned closer, and softly blew on her eyes. Even if he wasn't very good at it. He was pure and gentle.

Victor was a few steps away. His eyes darkened as he stared at

Rachel, his gaze fixed on her red eyes. Victor felt very upset as the events of that night at Waterfront Hotel went through his head again.

Since that night, Victor hadn't seen Rachel in two days.