The will contained records of the last three years of Roxanne’s mother’s life, which read: My daughter, my beloved Roxanne, I wonder how many years will pass before you read this will. Will it be a decade? Two decades? Or perhaps you’ll never find it.
My daughter, I love you so, so much. You gave me the courage to accept my fate. I know my life is slipping away, but I’m not afraid at all.
I don’t understand why this terrible luck befalls you. You were only three years old. You had only learned how to jump, how to speak with standard pronunciation, and how to call me Mommy. Yet, so soon after, you would have to learn how to face the threat of death. It makes me angry at how unfair your life is. I pray to the heavens that you’ll keep living no matter how. If the price I must pay for that wish is to be banished to hell, I’ll gladly accept it.
You had a congenital genetic disorder. I took you to visit many doctors, and I finally found a way to treat you. However, the medical fee required for the treatment is a million. I didn’t have the money, so I asked your father for help.
Your father’s cheating on me. He thought he hid it well, but I knew. I was heartbroken and devastated. I’ve lost count of the nights I spent crying about it.
However, in order to obtain the necessary fund for your treatment, I must endure the pain patiently to draw more money from him.
I didn’t expect him to do such a heartless thing even though he promised he’d die of old age with me. He aimed to exploit my kindness and lied to me about picking up an orphan. I knew the child belong to him and his mistress, but I didn’t say anything about it.
Your father kept asking me to take care of that child. Back then, I had to obey him to get the money I needed to save you. Each time, I’d ask for tens of thousands from him. He would mock and humiliate me mercilessly. I knew his mistress was secretly controlling him.
Finally, I gathered one million from him. It was time for your treatment. The doctor said the surgery might negatively affect your body afterward, so I was concerned you would suffer sequela. It wasn’t until you woke up and cried for me that I relaxed.
Then, I noticed something was wrong with my body. I’m confident I was poisoned by that homewrecker. After thinking about when she could’ve done it, I realized it must’ve been when I cared for her child. I visited him twice every week, but I stopped once you recovered.
I’m getting incoherent now, my daughter. At the time of writing this, my eyesight has weakened considerably. Of course, I don’t want things to end this way. I want to keep living and watch you grow up. I’ve been obedient to your father because I hope he’ll at least be a responsible dad to you.
Roxanne, I’ve just learned the homewrecker’s name. She even gave birth to two children. I’m worried they’ll bully you when they grow up. However, I can’t hold on any longer. The happiest moments of my life were when you cheerfully returned from kindergarten and hugged me.
I hope you’ll grow up happily. In the future, don’t end up like me and marry the wrong man. Also, I hope you’ll have your own career.
Roxanne, my good daughter, I’ll always love you. Even when I die, don’t get sad. Instead, you must learn how to survive. I’ll be watching over you from the heavens.
I think I may leave this world soon, Roxanne. Now that Rachel has left, I feel a little lonely. Aside from you, there’s nothing else I’ll miss about the world.
I hope you’ll one day wear that ring, Roxanne. My mother passed it down to me, and now I’m passing it down to you. Once you’ve become capable after growing up, avenge me. Don’t forgive any of them!
Remember to marry the right man, Roxanne…
