Chapter 3 Wilfred had intended to ignore Josephine all night , but then Belinda's request flashed across his mind . So , he said to Josephine , his tone stern , " Birthdays should be celebrated on the actual day . Belinda said she doesn't wanna celebrate it in advance this year . " Josephine was stunned . Belinda was born on a special date . According to her request , the celebration always came three days early . And Josephine would always try her best to fulfill Belinda's birthday wishes . On each of her birthdays , Belinda would give her those rare hugs and say with a sweet smile , " Thank you , Mommy . You're the best . " Suddenly , Belinda wanted something else this year ? Josephine said firmly , " Helena's behind this , right ? " " How can you always pin everything on Lena ? " Wilfred snapped . " I can't believe how unreasonable you are , Josephine . It's been five years since your parents passed away . Get over it already ! " Josephine clenched her fists tightly , the tightest in her chest suffocating her ... That night , she had a nightmare . In the dream , she went back to that earthquake in Marisbury five years ago . To shield her , who was in her late - stage pregnancy , her mother died in the falling debris . She woke up , sobbing . There was nobody in the bed next to her . Wilfred was on the phone , standing next to the floor - to - ceiling window . " What's wrong , Lena ? Don't cry . Are you in danger ? Talk to me . Lena , where are you ? " 06:56 Chapter 3 Utterly worried , he rushed out , still dressed in his robe . He left so hastily , completely oblivious to the tears on Josephine's face . The sound of the door closing shattered the last shred of hope in Josephine's heart . She took off the wedding ring and tossed it into the trash bin . *** 288 iVouchers At dawn , Josephine went downstairs . Having been waiting for her for a long time , Helena approached her with an exquisite tray of fruit in her hands . " I'm sorry , Josephine . I know I shouldn't have come back , but I was ... just so worried about Fred and Belinda . " Josephine eyed her with contempt . " Drop the act , Helena . We both know you're really here for the hostess . " Since there was no one else around , Helena let the mask slip . " You caught me , Josephine . Good for you . Are you gonna let me ? " Josephine's expression turned icy . " Come on , Josephine . Don't be mad . It's just a joke . I feel bad for calling Fred away last night , so I made some pastries to say sorry . " Helena's hypocrisy disgusted Josephine . She turned to leave . Just then , Helena said , " It's rose macarons . Immediately , Josephine froze . Even her blood turned cold . Before the earthquake , her mother had held her close , pouting and pleading with her for her homemade rose macarons . But she had refused . Her father , ever indulgent , went out to buy some . 06.561 Chapter 3 : 288 Vouchers Then the earthquake struck . Her mother shielded her from the falling debris , protecting her and her baby . Though her body lay broken , her mother still tried her best to smile at her . " Josephine , don't feel bad . I'll eat your rose macarons again in another lifetime ... " Josephine's eyes were brimming with tears . From then on , she had never made any rose macarons . And the roses planted in the manor had never bloomed again . " Josephine , give it a go . See if you like the rose macarons I made , " Helena smiled sweetly . Josephine knew for sure - Helena was doing this on purpose . It must have been Wilfred who told Helena about her deepest sorrow ! She snapped , gritting her teeth , " Scram ! " But Helena acted like she hadn't heard that . She continued , " Josephine , I know your parents ' death anniversary is around the corner . If you want , you can take these macarons to your mother's grave . Maybe that will fulfill her last wish . " Josephine was further enraged . She immediately turned around and slapped Helena across her face hard . Helena let out a sharp shriek . She fell to the floor , the tray crashing down with her , and her left check instantly turned red and swollen . Chapter 4 :