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.

The smile on her

as

turned into a different person in just a few seconds.

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

a few seconds ago was now low and miserable. It was almost like a whisper. Cassandra's heart sunk. She felt

Courtney didn't exactly answer her question about the clothes, her response told Cassandra how much Courtney cared about the man and how sad

does he

carefully, hoping to

brows. Her face became cold

the things he

tears in her eyes. She looked

knew that she had to stop asking Courtney more questions. She

Courtney. You're just tired. Come here.

closet, helped her put back the clothes and walked

did feel tired after her busy

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

name? I have

up and down. Her eyes were

name is

already forgotten her, so she explained to her patiently.

to hold back her smile. Instead,

something was wrong. It felt as

Courtney stood up.

need to have some rest. Please leave

opened her mouth but

have returned to the person she used

calm, Cassandra breathed a sigh of relief. At least, she wouldn't hurt herself

and closed the

saw Whitney working

stuff. Unfortunately, I don't have time to show you around. How about I ask someone to take you

Cassandra apologetically when

amount of market data

all right, Auntie. I can walk around by myself. The air in Norway is so fresh, much better than my

said giving a gentle smile to Whitney, and went for a walk

green forest and grassy meadow. It was a breathtaking view. Still,

she came to Norway and met Whitney, Cassandra realized how silly and naive she was.

of TY Securities. She was very wealthy seeing that

money she could lose from her 20% shares in Qin Group was

really care how high her offer might

of person who could easily be persuaded to change her mind. Her daughter, Courtney,