She waved to Issac. "Come and sit down."
Issac walked over and sat beside her.
"My daughter is a poor girl. Originally, She repeatedly warned me not to reveal these things. But I am also old. It is time for her to find someone to take care of her."
Jenny shook her head. As Vivian's mother, even if she was her adoptive mother, she was the one who raised Vivian.
She love her more than everything else.
She knew that she could not let Vivian lose a good man just because of was treating her husband. Even if the matter would be exposed and she might be driven out of the hospital by Lee family people, she still wanted to say it.
"Look, this girl in the photo is so beautiful and cute."
She pointed at the girl in the photo and smiled kindly. "She is my daughter, Vivian."
"Vivian? Isn't... isn't this Phu Yen Lee's daughter, Yoona Lee?"
In the upper-class circle, almost everyone knows that the first beauty, Yoona Lee, was talented and beautiful.
"Yes, it was carved in the same mold. In fact, Vivian was not my biological daughter, but a child picked up in the early years. Her biological parents were Phu Yen Lee and Yorlien Green, and she and Yoona were twins. They looked exactly the same."
"The same?"
The news came too suddenly, and Issac was indescribably shocked.
The girl in the photo had fair skin and a pure and lovely smile, like a spring breeze.
But she was far from Vivian, whose skin was dark, thick eyebrows, and full of freckles. He couldn't even imagine that the woman who pretended to be ugly was so beautiful.
"Pretty, right? My daughter is very beautiful."
Jenny couldn't help praising her daughter, but her face was gloomy, and her turbid eyes were full of distress. "But a few months ago, my husband and I were hospitalized in a car accident. But we had no money to be treated. When we were almost driven out, her biological parents appeared and said that they could help us treat for free."
"Is that so? It seems that the Lee family are not bad."
After all, everyone in Houston knew that Lee family people were devoted to charity.
"What do you mean by 'not bad'? He would treat us for free, but the premise is that my daughter donates marrow to his youngest son who were suffering from leukemia, and she can't show her face which is exactly the same as Vivian's! Otherwise, how can my daughter pretend to be so ugly that I am afraid she can't find a boyfriend."
After that, she reached out to hold Issac's hand and said kindly, "Issac, I know you are a good child. I told you these because I wanted you to know that my daughter is not ugly. You must not dislike her and treat her well."
Issac looked puzzled. He was immersed in the huge amount of information just now and could not calm down for a long time.
The ugly Vivian looked exactly like Yoona?
And even more she was Phu Yen Lee's biological daughter.
Although knowing she was in Houston, not only did they not allow Vivian to return to Lee family, but also forced her to provide bone marrow for their sick son!
He even wondered if there was something wrong with the car accident which happened to Vivian's adoptive parents.
Otherwise, how could everything be so coincidental?
"Lee family repeatedly warned us not to tell anyone about this. If someone finds out, they won't treat my husband anymore. But we are old, we can't ruin the future of Vivian because of our treatment. We cann't be so selfish."
This was why Jenny insisted on leaving the hospital.
She wanted to leave the hospital and no longer treat. Then she could let Vivian leave Houston and be herself. She no longer needed to pretend to be ugly all day long.
"In that case, the Lee family are too bad."
Issac was very outraged by the injustice to Vivian.
"Issac."
Jenny looked at Issac and said in a heavy tone, "I can see that you are not an ordinary child. What's more, you know so much about Lee family. I think you must from a up-class family."
Jenny knew Vivian very well. That girl had a tight mouth and would never take the initiative to talk about the Lee family with Issac.
But not only did Issac know Yoona, but he also knew Phu Yen Lee. It could be imagined that his background would not be bad if he knew Lee family.
She continued, "My husband and I are useless. We made Vivian suffered from injustice. But I'm more afraid that one day when we died, no one will care about her and she will be bullied by the Lee family."
She didn't know what would happen in the future, but she knew that the Lee family were not good.
"Auntie, why do you trust me so much?"
As he asked, Issac picked up the family portrait from Jenny's hand and carefully looked at Vivian in the photo. He was still shocked and surprised.
"Although I'm too old to see clearly, my heart is as clear as a mirror."
Jenny sighed again and looked at Tamsin, who was lying on the hospital bed. "Although she is an adopted child, she is kind and upright, filial and hard-working. She followed us and suffered a lot. She is a poor girl."
"Auntie, don't worry. I know what to do."
Issac returned the photo to Jenny. "Keep the photo well and don't let others find it again."
"Yes, yes."
She took the photo, walked to the bedside, put it into her bag and said, "I haven't seen my daughter for a long time. I missed her so much, so I take it out from time to time."
Issac could feel Jenny's love for Vivian in her word.
He gradually calmed down, but every time he thought of Vivian, he found it difficult to calm down again.
Suddenly, an idea came to his mind that sent Tamsin and Jenny to another hospital and bore all the operation expenses.
The Shaw family was not short of money.
"Auntie, if I pay for the treatment, does Vivian still need to pretend to be ugly?"
"Why? Do you dislike her for being ugly now?"
"No, I didn't think she was ugly before, so how can I dislike her now? I just think it's not easy for her as girl."
Issac had never thought that he was someone who understood how to take care of women. It was just that for a moment, he felt that Vivian had suffered a lot and that she had fallen into the same situation as him.
"Forget it, forget it."
Jenny waved her hand. "My daughter has a strong temper and won't agree. What's more, my husband will like this in the rest of his life and not recovered anymore. What's the point of treating? I have always wanted to be discharged from the hospital, but my daughter disagrees. "
They chatted for a while in the ward before Jenny opened the door.
Another half an hour later, Vivian rushed over in a hurry. "Mom, I'm sorry. I've slept before... Huh? Issac, when did you come?"
At that time, when she called Issac he only said "I get it". She thought he would come later.
When Issac learned of her background, there were mixed feelings in his heart when saw her, but he just smiled and said, "I've just arrived. Right, Auntie? "
"Ah, yes."
Jenny was very cooperative and asked Issac, "Haven't you had breakfast yet? Vivian, take Issac to have some food."