I Was About To Jump Off A Bridge Until I Heard A Baby Cry. I Took The Homeless Mother To My Mansion And Left Her Alone For 3 Weeks. Everyone Said She’d Rob Me Blind, But Wait Until You See What Happened When I Returned.
A Ghost on the Bridge
Chris was slowly walking down the bridge, swaying from side to side like a ghost. The man’s unsteady gait was caused by the alcohol he had consumed earlier in the evening. There was a cacophony of voices in Chris’s head, one of which was the soft baritone of his doctor.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Simmons. We did everything we could, but medicine is powerless in cases like this. Although, if you want to, you could try going to New York; they could have a different opinion there, but personally, I don’t think that anything else can be done.”
Chris waved his hand in despair. He had never felt as bad as he did that day. The bad news was the only reason he got drunk that night.
“I’m sorry, sir, but you can’t have children.”
Chris mimicked the doctor and approached the bridge railing. As the businessman walked on the bridge, he kept asking himself the same question.
“Why did I need to have an expensive car, a three-story house in an elite neighborhood of the city, and a bank account, as if I have children and a family?”
A Desperate Encounter
Leaning over the bridge railing, he looked at the dark, cold water below but couldn’t bring himself to jump.
“It’s okay, I’ll always have this option, but I should probably try going to New York first, after all.”
Chris tried to persuade himself. At that moment, a strange noise caught his attention. It faintly resembled the cry of an animal, prompting Chris to turn his head to the left. At first, he thought he was seeing things, but upon closer inspection, the businessman gasped.
A few yards away from him stood a thin woman with a baby in her arms. Her clothing looked unkempt and appeared to have been bought at a flea market or a cheap sale. The expression on her face hinted that she was feeling desperate; it seemed that she was contemplating something dire. Abandoning the idea of jumping off the bridge, Chris took a couple of steps towards the woman with the child.
“Hey, what are you doing? Don’t even think about it. It’s not worth it. You’re young and beautiful. Why are you doing this?”
Chris said. The stranger looked at him with a sad and melancholic gaze, then shook her head ambiguously. At that moment, the baby in her arms started crying, instantly bringing both Chris and his mother back to reality. The businessman wrinkled his brow.
“You should probably feed him or something. Why is he crying? Is he hungry?”
The woman sniffled.
“I can’t feed him. I don’t have any milk.”
“How is that possible?”
Chris asked in surprise.
“I don’t know. I… I just don’t.”
She replied.
Acts of Kindness
At that moment, Chris felt rather uncomfortable and softened visibly. Having thought for a moment, he said:
“Well, if you can’t breastfeed him, you need to get him formula. What’s the big deal? Let’s go to the store.”
The stranger looked at Chris with skepticism but didn’t reject his offer. Meanwhile, Chris was already leading her to a nearby supermarket where he intended to buy everything the young mother needed. The child in her arms got quiet, as if sensing that he was going to get food soon.
Chris bought a lot of various necessities for them, including wet wipes, diapers, and food for the baby’s mother. As it later turned out, the woman’s name was Linda Stone and her baby’s name was Tommy. Unfortunately, Linda’s fiance broke up with her as soon as he learned that she was pregnant. Chris saw it as an outright betrayal, especially since it concerned a child, which was a sore subject for Chris.
“I don’t understand how anyone could abandon the woman carrying their child. Simply unacceptable.”
Chris expressed his sincere outrage, but Linda just shrugged. Having grown up in an orphanage, she was used to only relying on herself. Even now, she looked at Chris suspiciously, afraid to trust him. Meanwhile, Chris watched with a smile as the young mother carefully chose discounted items from the store shelves.
“No, no, get the best stuff. Don’t worry about the money.”
Chris said, pulling out his credit card as proof. Linda smiled for the first time since they’d met and nodded in agreement.
