Yes I’m Transmigrated. What. I’m Mother Of Five Children - Chapter 35 On The Way Home

“C… how about our tails?” I suddenly remembered.

“Frederick will solve it. Let’s go home! He won’t have time to see us off.”

C went to get our carriage.

I gave Ms. Curna and two bodyguards a glass of apple juice for each of them from my last bottle.

Because of the bad news, I didn’t have heart for vacation mood. ‘My’ husband’s missing, it would be weird if I went around laughing.

“Please…” again, that voice kept bugging me.

“C… can you wait a bit?”

C halted the horse, “Forget something?”

“No… I’m just curious. Wait here, okay?”

The voice got louder and louder. It must be close.

There was a big white building, looking serene. The big door opened, there were a couple of elderly went in, so it must be a public place.

“Why are you coming here? You can just ignore it.”

I just realized, there was a woman by my side. She was… I couldn’t put words. She was definitely not an ordinary person. But it felt like, I would forget her if I close my eyes a little.

“Do I know you?” I asked.

“No, but I know you now. What is your name?”

“I am Sa…” for some reason I didn’t want to introduce myself as Sally.

The woman smiled without particular emotion, and said, “Unfortunately, I can’t help you. Well, ‘forget’ is a kind of blessing too.”

“Huh?” I couldn’t get what she’s talking about.

“How about, you give her a compensation?” she confused me more and more.

“I think you get the wrong person. Excuse me,” I went in the white building.

I guessed, this’s church. Felt weird, because there was no cross. There’s a statue of a woman, but it’s not the virgin Mary.

“Funny, she’s really similar to that weird woman…”

Eh? That’s not it. My mind’s getting fuzzy. Somehow her face became blur in my memory.

“Must be just my imagination,” I mumbled to myself.

I searched around and found the source of voice. It’s a girl, maybe a little older than Feena. She sat alone in the front row.

“Let Daddy be safe… please… please…” the little girl prayed solemnly.

I sat beside her for awhile. Doing nothing but silently be there.

C waited for me. I have to go.

“I hope your daddy is alright. If you’re alive, there’s always hope,” I patted her head gently before going back.

As I walked away, I stopped in front of the building. Looking back, I was irritated, very uncomfortable. Felt like someone, something did bad things behind me. But I am not Sally. I didn’t have any grudge against church. So, why I felt this way?

“Are you okay?” C drove the carriage to pick me up.

I shook my head. “No. Just… tired. I want to sleep.”

I got on the back, trying to shake bad taste in my heart.

“What were you doing there?”

“Just seeing a little girl. I heard her voice since morning, it’s bugging me,” I answered truthfully.

“What little girl? I saw you talking by yourself in front of the church. I thought there’s a little beastman there.” (C)

Huh?

“I… didn’t know.”

I was talking to someone? Who? Why couldn’t I remember?

This is creeping me out.

What if someone has malice intent? What should I do?