Before that, she helped Alexander Sterling get his clothes ready.
She had been angry with him during this time and didn't want to help him.
He was just like a mentally challenged man who couldn't find anything.
After changing into his pajamas, Alexander went over to Evelyn and sat down.
He approached her and said with a smile, "I used rose-scented shower gel. I smell really good now!"
Evelyn immediately shot back, "Don't you know I'm allergic to roses?"
"When?" Alexander frowned.
"Just now!" Evelyn answered righteously.
If he could claim he was allergic to crabs now, why couldn't she say she was allergic to roses just now?
Anyway, she could be more brazen than anyone else!
Iris Hart had been living in Sterling Manor, but her body was getting weaker day by day.
Evelyn often saw Iris sitting alone in her wheelchair, staring into space, thinking about something.
Several times, Evelyn entered Iris's bedroom and saw her hurriedly putting away photos.
Needless to say, Evelyn knew Iris must be missing her daughter and had to look at the photos.
To avoid making Iris sad, Evelyn tried not to see those moments.
On this day, Iris seemed to be in good spirits.
Evelyn pushed her to take a walk in the back garden to see the recent flowers.
Iris talked with her about her youth.
Later, she talked about her daughter.
She said her daughter was very beautiful when she was born.
People said she must be a great beauty when she grew up.
Evelyn looked at Iris talking about her daughter with a bright face.
She couldn't help feeling sad.
Later, Iris got tired, and Evelyn pushed her back to rest.
After going upstairs, in her own room, Evelyn held her phone.
She hesitated, wondering if she should call Grace O'Sullivan or not.
If she didn't call, looking at Iris getting weaker day by day, it might really become the biggest regret of Iris's life.
If she did call, there was at least a fifty percent chance to help Iris fulfill her wish.
Evelyn finally summoned the courage to dial Grace's mobile phone number.
But she wasn't sure if Grace was still in China, or if the number could still be used now!
Evelyn hesitated for a moment and pressed the call button.
The phone rang for a while.
Evelyn wanted to hang up, but at that moment, Grace's voice came through.
"Hello—"
Evelyn hesitated and didn't know how to speak.
"Is it Evelyn?" Grace asked on the other end of the phone.
"It's me, Sister Grace. I'm sorry to disturb you," Evelyn had to answer.
"It's nothing. Go ahead," Grace replied.
Obviously, she knew Evelyn wouldn't come to her for nothing.
"Are you still in China?" Evelyn asked.
"Yes," Grace answered quietly.
"May I trouble you to come see Iris?"
"Iris?" Grace asked.
"She's your biological mother," Evelyn explained awkwardly.
There was no sound on the other end of the phone.
"Sister Grace, are you listening?"
"Evelyn, how do you know this?"
"I... I found out by chance."
"Did Mrs. Sterling tell you, or did you hire someone to investigate me like her?" Grace asked angrily.
"No, Sister Grace, you misunderstood me. I didn't investigate you, and I didn't mean anything else.
Because Iris is very ill, so I hope you can come see her!" Evelyn explained quickly.
"What identity are you using to ask me like this?"
"I'm not asking. I just hope you can find time to meet her, when..."
"Evelyn, you've always been a respectable person. You don't know the suffering of the world.
You can be your angel and your virgin. I have no objection, and it has nothing to do with me.
But please don't interfere in my life, because you don't know what I've suffered.
And please don't call me about this. I don't have a biological mother. I only have one mother. I'm abroad now.
If there's nothing else, I'll hang up," Grace said, somewhat out of control.
"Sister Grace, Sister Grace, I'm sorry. I know I have no right to tell you this.
I really don't know what kind of unequal treatment you've faced, so I can't understand your feelings.
But I know Iris never gave up looking for you all those years.
What happened back then had nothing to do with her. She lost her daughter and spent these years blaming herself and suffering.
She's very ill now. The doctor said she only has a few months at most.
Please, for the sake of her giving birth to you, come see her!" Evelyn begged.
"Sorry, I have no obligation to satisfy a stranger's wish."
"Sister Grace—"
"Evelyn, you can get everything you want without paying anything, just because Alexander's mother likes you.
Now you can still call me calmly, ask me how to do it, how to do it, say something, show your greatness, kindness, and love.
No matter how hard I try and how excellent I am, I still can't get recognition.
Because of my poor background, can I complain about the unfairness of fate?
No, because the world is unfair.
Similarly, things in the past have happened and can't be changed. You can't erase everything that happened just because someone repents now.
I'm sorry, I'm not as kind and great as you. I can't pretend nothing happened and forgive the person who hurt me, even if that person is related to me by blood.
So please don't disturb me again! Thank you!"
Evelyn wanted to say more, but Grace had already hung up.
After Grace hung up, she turned to look out the window.
Although she wanted to pretend to be indifferent, tears spilled from her eyes.
Why should she forgive a mother who sold her to a trafficker?
She didn't even fulfill her duty as a mother for a few days, but sold her like a commodity.
Even now, she still had nightmares about being abused as a child.
When she woke up, she could only take sleeping pills to fall asleep again.
Although she was adopted by her adoptive parents, who knew how much she had paid to make them willing to adopt her.
Later, to please her adoptive parents, how much she had paid.
And these, only she knew.
Evelyn, a girl born and raised in a honeypot, didn't know the sufferings of others.
Now she came to tell her that you should forgive your mother because she gave birth to you.
She just thought it was ridiculous.
If she had a choice, she would rather not have been born.
But she had no choice!
Evelyn sat on the sofa with a blank expression.
She seemed to have done something wrong again.
She really didn't understand Grace's past or what happened that year.
She just thought Iris was very pitiful now.
She hoped to help her do something, to let Iris not leave with regret.