A Graduation Gift

Whitney looked sad and frustrated. What Cassandra said even gave her more pain.

"I know why Courtney is acting like this. It is because of that man. He left Courtney and no one knows where he is now. I can't seem to find him no matter how hard I tried," she said.

Whitney furrowed her brows and looked at Courtney who was picking out clothes from her closet happily. Tears filled her eyes.

"Considering Courtney's mental state, how can I leave her? I can't afford to try to find the guy myself. Someone has to stay with Courtney. Also, that man hurt her. I don't know what will happen to her if he comes back in her life again. What if she goes out of control? I can't afford to lose my only daughter.

I don't expect her to fully recover. All I want is that she becomes capable of living her life without trying to hurt herself again,"

Whitney sighed. She became even more sorrowful as she looked at her daughter.

Cassandra followed her gaze. The sunshine lit the room beautifully. Under the warm sunlight, Courtney looked young and beautiful.

It could have been a very wonderful sight to see a girl picking out dresses for her date so happily on a warm afternoon, thinking about the love of her life.

Courtney, who indulged herself in her memory, must be very happy now.

"Sometimes, she acts like this, happily dreaming about the man. But after a few moments, she will suddenly return to the present and go back to her cold, indifferent self," Whitney explained.

It was difficult to watch her. Whitney looked at the ceiling to keep her tears from falling.

"Why don't you stay for a few more days in Norway, Cassandra, since you seldom come here? I have a lot of guest rooms. You can pick whichever you like. Remember to lock the door before you go to sleep so Courtney won't startle you. Please think about it," Whitney offered. "Anyway, I have a meeting with a securities agent. I should go now."

Whitney ended and left, leaving Cassandra with Courtney.

Cassandra went into deep thought.

"Pink, no. I wore pink last time,"

Courtney muttered to herself as she threw the pink dress away. Pouting, she looked like a three-year-old little girl.

"Black, no. He doesn't like me in black,"

she whispered as she threw away another batch of clothes.

"Purple? He thinks I look old in purple. No purple!"

Courtney still couldn't choose what to wear.

Cassandra walked over to her.

"Courtney, what does he like?"

she asked, being observant of Courtney's facial expression.

suddenly stopped. The smile on her face

sparkling eyes turned gloomy. Just as suddenly as it arrived, the

she turned into a different person

"He...doesn't like me,"

now low and miserable. It was almost like

question about the clothes, her response told Cassandra how much Courtney cared about the man and how sad it made her when he

who does

hoping to know

furrowed her brows. Her face became cold

me because I can't do the things he wants me

There were tears in her

that she had to stop asking Courtney more questions. She didn't want her to

You're just tired. Come here. I'm with you. Let's have some

walked to the closet, helped her put back the clothes and walked

feel tired after her busy morning

out the house because she was sick. In normal circumstances, it would have freaked her out to see a stranger in the house. But Cassandra intrigued

your name? I have

at Cassandra up and down. Her eyes

name is

must have already forgotten her, so she explained to

seemed to hold back her smile. Instead, she looked at

feel that something was wrong. It felt as if Courtney

stood up.

to have some rest. Please leave my bedroom,"

her mouth but said nothing.

have returned to the person she used to be.

of relief. At least, she wouldn't hurt herself

out and closed the

went downstairs and saw Whitney working

busy with some stuff. Unfortunately, I don't have time to show you around. How about I

Cassandra apologetically when she saw her.

amount of market data on

can walk around by myself. The air in Norway is so fresh, much better than my hometown. I would

smile to Whitney, and went for

sky, white cloud, green forest and grassy meadow. It was a breathtaking view.

she was. What made her think that Whitney would sell her

Securities. She was very wealthy seeing that the President

money. The money she could lose from her 20% shares in Qin

not really care

to change her mind. Her daughter, Courtney,