Chapter 2 Keep A Low Profile

After withdrawing his sharp gaze, Richard walked out of the study and went back to the kitchen.

The aftermath of the battle was horrible!

Pots and pans were scattered on the floor, and vegetables were all over the place. A pungent smell of something burnt poured into his nostrils.

'Oh, my God!' For his mother's "incredible" cooking skills, which was enough to make even the gods cry, Richard had to sigh helplessly at her cooking again.

"Michelle, just let me do it!" Richard insisted earnestly, looking at his mother who seemed to be so out of it.

"No, I said I was going to prepare a delicious meal for you," Michelle stubbornly replied.

"Michelle, it's your birthday today as well. Just think of it as a son giving thanks to you for giving birth to me." Richard tried to come up with an excuse to convince her.

Yes, having forgotten everything about her past, Michelle took the day her son was born as her birthday as well, considering it as a sign of 'hope and rebirth'!

"Okay, then I'll cheer you on while you cook," Michelle said, pursing her lips. At that moment, she had no choice but to accept Richard's suggestion. Sad to say, her ideal was very fantastic, but the reality was very cruel!

With that, Richard formally took over the preparations for the birthday party.

With her son standing on the small chair, ready and capable, Michelle who was watching over him, walked away toward the living room in shame.

She turned on the TV and found that everything was in German.

Absent-minded, Michelle kept pressing the remote control to change the channel. When she suddenly heard something in Chinese, she quickly turned back.

It was a news report of German journalists interviewing people about the Chinese Spring Festival. Michelle proceeded to watch the festive scene on the TV without blinking. It looked so lively in China right now! - Her eyes were glued to the TV. 'If I and Richard didn't leave ...

Stop! Michelle Gu, you shouldn't think too much! There are always some things that are beyond your control, such as missing your hometown! I miss you not because I'm lonely, but I do feel lonely when I think about you...'

Alas...

They had been away from China for almost five years now. For the last five years, they had been struggling in this foreign land. She missed her country so much and wanted to speak her mother tongue.

It had been five long years already. Would he find out if she went back now? Michelle thought of him, the man in black.

She had no idea who he was.

Four days after she gave birth to Richard, he found her.

That midnight, Michelle was awakened by the sound of her son's crying. Out of reflex, she immediately opened her eyes.

The moonlight illuminated the room through the window, and a figure in black stood in front of the cradle, pointing a gun at Richard. He was looking at her sideways, with a cold and vicious glare in his eyes.

"Wh-Who are you?

My baby! My baby! Let him go! Let him go!" Michelle sprung up from the bed, knelt down and broke down in tears, looking so terrified. "No, no, please let him go! Please, my baby..."

"Leave China, or else..." The man in black then loaded the gun and pressed it hard against Richard's head, causing him to cry even harder.

"Okay, okay, I promise, I promise you! Just please don't hurt my baby!" Michelle went down on her knees, gasping and crying.

"Leave right now. Go as far away as you can. Don't ever let me see you again, or you won't be able to bear the consequences."

After saying that, he left a huge sum of money, turned around and left.

The next morning, Michelle immediately left China, bringing her Richard along with her.

As for the mysterious man in black who appeared that night, Michelle had wondered about his identity and intention more than once. Who was he? Could it be that he was the father of Richard? Why did he leave her a huge sum of money and threaten her to take her son away?

Amnesia, pregnancy, and a sudden threat... With all of this, Michelle felt as though she had gotten caught in a whirlwind of mystery.

Once Michelle got a hold of herself, she set the table, chair, bowl, and chopsticks in place.

When she walked into the kitchen, she saw Richard's busy little figure, who was wearing an apron and holding a large spatula on the chair.

With a strange expression in her teary eyes as she watched her son's every move, she said from out of the blue, "Richard, let's go back to China."

"What? You want to go back to China?" Richard turned around and looked at his mother, blinking his big bright eyes in surprise. There was a bead of sweat on his forehead, and his chubby little cheeks were slightly red thanks to the "intense exercise" (cooking fried vegetables).

However, Michelle kept silent, unsure of how she was supposed to answer her son's question. If at all possible, she really didn't want to make him worry so much. Five years had passed, perhaps...

When the clock struck two, Michelle and Richard had dinner on time.

The two of them were eating in silence. Michelle was contemplating about returning to China, while Richard was pondering about what Michelle had just said. Guessing what was on his mother's mind all the time and giving her the most 'appropriate' advice was the most essential weapon for him to keep himself safe!

"Michelle, do you miss home?" Richard couldn't help asking, seeing the hesitant look on Michelle's face.

"Well, does Richard think we should go back to China?" Michelle had never really told Richard why she brought him to Germany. And the reason for that was because she was afraid his young heart might not be able to handle it.

Voice-over: "Michelle Gu, if you only knew what your son has been doing, you will be the one who's frightened! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh~~~"

"I think it would be a good idea." Richard was certain that Michelle wanted to go back. Well! Going back to the place where he was born didn't seem like such a bad idea!

"But we have been away for five years. What if we have trouble getting used to the new environment when we suddenly go back?" Michelle was worried about what might happen once they got back home.

"Don't be afraid! Your son can make money now. When push comes to shove, I'll be the one to support you!" Richard wasn't worried whatsoever.

"What are you even saying?! Of course Mommy should be the one to raise my son! Stop being ridiculous!" Michelle's face turned red in annoyance. Despite the fact that he was the one who bought the house, invested in the flower shop, and took care of the three meals they had per day, she would never be willing to admit that she was good for nothing in front of her son! How could she admit such an embarrassing fact? After all, she still wanted to keep her dignity.

"Of course!" Richard said, curling his lip.

"Richard, let's go back! Let's have a brand new start," Michelle firmly said as she looked at Richard.

"Okay, let's go back to China," Richard happily replied!

A week later, at the international airport of A City.

Michelle was wearing a black overcoat, black hat, black boots, black sunglasses, and pulling a black luggage.

Also wearing all black, Richard followed her closely behind, holding the edge of her clothes and walking step by step while getting strange looks from the crowd. This was something that Michelle firmly insisted on doing. If Richard were to let go of her for so much as a single second, he was going to receive a glare. For that reason, he had no choice but to be a chickabiddy. Michelle was worried that Richard might get lost. After all, didn't it often happen in novels where the heroine lost her baby at the airport?! - She didn't want such a thing happen to her at all!

"Michelle, why do we have to be dressed like this?" taking off the black sunglasses, Richard couldn't take it anymore and finally asked.

"Hush, don't do anything to attract attention. I told you to keep a low profile!" Michelle replied, keeping her voice low, while stealthily observing their surroundings.

That being said, how could they possibly blend in with the crowd while wearing those clothes? In fact, all eyes were on them right now! It was New Year's Eve and they were dressed in black with two black sunglasses to match. Who were they kidding? It was winter now. They really stood out like a sore thumb. He had no idea what Michelle was thinking! What about his elegant image?! But he didn't dare to voice out his anger, Richard simply kept it to himself.

Michelle didn't respond to his complaint and simply kept looking around. Although China was large and she had chosen to travel to a different city, she couldn't help worrying that she might come across someone suspicious. If that person found out that they came back secretly, they might end up dead. With that in mind, Michelle prayed in her heart, 'God! Let that man die in peace! Or perhaps he could just lose his memory...'